Shayde's Story Chapter 3
He was losing control of his anger, and his attacks were getting wilder and wilder. many more cuts adorned his face, testament to the shadow's quick strikes. shayde stood up shakily, holding his injured arm.
Chapter 2 Rebecca White Tail
There is no road leading to the wilderness centre, everything has to be hauled over the trails. something which the camp is very proud of the residents having to contribute to their own up keep by going on the weekly grocery hike.
Chronicles of the Tetrad Chapter 1: Guide
Your best bet is one of the larger cities instead of one of the many scattered clans found in the wilderness. remember: we may be more intelligent, but we are not any less wild.
Out There
But all this paints him as a wild warrior, a defender of the wilderness more than anything else as the lupursyn keeps watch.
Libby's Golden Goos
A large cache of loot remained hoarded in the cellar thanks to decades of unregulated mischief spread across the wilderness and towns of the area. it was especially nice compensation since this place was completely wrecked.
Vocational Retraining: Epilogue
We remained motionless, leaning and basking in our mutual embrace, the gentle tropical breeze and the surrounding wilderness tickling at our senses and contributing to our inner peace.
Dragon in the forest part 1
This was traumatizing for him being alone in the wilderness. the boy tripped on a branch and fell on his face. he was starting to tear up and cry again. he cried, scared and confused until he heard whispers to his left.
Song of the Romani
Even if they found a place that accepted them, their feet could not grow too cold before they would want to move again free across the uncharted wilderness.
Counter Earth Chronicles Fallen Empire Chapter 118: A Greater Darkness Than The One We Fight
The most prominent of the breaks involved a guard and some prisoners who fled toward the wilderness and were never heard from again- probably perishing in the numerous snow storms that hit the area."
Turnabout
Beautiful wilderness, exotic buildings grand enough to draw one's breath away, there was as many ideas of paradise as their were religions. he didn't seem to recall any afterlives being described as well appointed studies however.
Poem: Flameout
You're alone anyway in a crowd, in a wilderness the less that are with you the less you might crash with do you want your friend by your side if it's a smoking hole in the ground? if you hit he should live.
Strange Bedfellows or Why you Shouldn't Sleep in Trees...
Strange Bedfellows Or Why You Shouldn't Sleep in Trees… A True Story - Based on the Life of Mister Sillers This story happened long before it was in vogue to pave pathways...