City Sector Uplift part 3
Their flight harnesses also looked shiny and silvery--metal weave was inlaid into the straps, helping them to channel their magic and teleport not just themselves, but other dragons as well. "who's left? everyone step into the marked area, please.
Primal Passions: Issue #10- See No Evil
"my task is to weave together the strings of individual lives into the tapestry of fate according to grand design. i am fates maker, not its architect.
Chapter 6
, which she then began to do, weaving them into a flexible mat which was big enough to go around the wound she had made on the tree; like a bandage made for it.
The Blessing and The Curse - Part 6
I'll pound your fa-" in an instant, gregory was behind robbie, hands weaved around robbie's arms and pressed behind his neck in a full nelson.
The World of a Husky - pt. 3
He rushed down the hall weaving in and out of everyone. when he reached his locker he was so anxious to leave that he had to put his combination in three times to open it. he just grabbed his bag and slammed the locker shut.
The Legend of Spyro: Path of Delusions Book I Chapter 18
The crystals are solely an embodiment of the magical potential from which we are weaved.
Let gentle be the hands.doc
As they weave, the cut bound skeins that our lives relate steady, steady the hands mechanical wind heartbeats in melody subtle found within the ticks of time our lives continue, thrashing or serene to the tock of times of what we live
Scales and Honor: The Shattered God: Chapter 13
With every step they were weaving and ducking through his paws, bombarding himself and arcturus with questions. have you seen that tree? do you like flying? what's your favorite color dragon? just to name a few.
Everwinter Ch32: Cost of Hunger
Then they weaved spells within it and the very core of your aetheric presence. do you know why?" the presence of the star stirred, but to my surprise it emanated from my chest and it made the crystal react.
Ander - Part 5: Subchapter 44
Sometimes mom would come and join them and they'd laugh in the sun and weave circlets for each other out of wild flowers.
Journey of the Chosen Chapter One
He couldn't make out what the clearing really looked like from ground level very well, but as he looked around he could see that everything seemed to weave into a cohesive whole.
Embers of Dawn: Chapter 12: Soft Places, Sharp Edges
So, he merely watched, silent, as his eyes grew heavier, the fire's whispering lullaby weaving through his bones.