The Cabin In The Woods (Reworked)
The world turned and spun at an odd angle in the darkness and he hit something hard feeling a hail of falling rain from the trees leaves. stars flashed in his eyes as he gasped trying to regain his breath.
Orange Mocha Frappuccino! (WIFWOLF)
Replies alexis, waving him goodbye \>the wolfess looks outside at the falling rain and takes a sip of her coffee \>her lips curl back in disgust \>tastes like burnt oranges \*\*\*\*\*\*\*\*\*\*\*\*\*\*\*\*\*\*\*\*\*\*\*\*\*\*\*\*\*\*\*\*\*\*\*\
Stranded - Day 1
It was very eerie, you would expect to hear the sounds of bugs buzzing and birds chirping, but the only things i could here were our footfall through the grass, the falling rain, and ever so faintly the sound of the ocean as we grew closer to the other side
Corwin Hall, Chapter 15
Todd looked up at the sky again, smiling into the falling rain. he felt good.
A Wispa On the Winds.
Lightning forked from darkened clouds, thunder rolling through valleys and forests, as the constant pitter-patter of falling rain crashed all around.
Welcome to Final T
He was about to step out into the road and continue on towards school when a familiar voice behind him called out loud enough to be heard over the falling rain.
Love's Battlefield: After the Battle - Monsters
The patterns in the clouds when i first looked up into the falling rain. the snaking trail of smoke as it danced from the end of my first cigarette. if i were the sentimental type, these memories would likely be near and dear to my heart.
He's Not Normal!
The sound of the falling rain and thunder made it very difficult to hear anything, let alone the soft sounds of boards gently creaking under the weight of people's bodies.
New Submission
The fox continued falling. rain reached again. closer. just a little farther. wind suddenly caught both of them. the gap widened. "no!" charlie shouted. rain twisted in midair. fought the wind. reached one last time.
The Furry Dead Chapter VII - The Path Decided
He emptied his mind, thought by thought, turning his face upwards towards the falling rain and feeling it drum against his nosepad and face fur, pooling in the back of his cloak.
Opal's Story - Chapter 7
As i drifted back to sleep, my last thoughts were of how odd the falling rain made me look, as if i were larger and darker, with eyes a shade of red like blood...
Tennesee Campaign
#5 of operation: liberation the cool, spring rain fell to the soft, forest ground as i pulled security, kneeling under a tree that protected me from the falling rain.