Rubber Ducks and Sad Songs
A far cry from the normal smells he grew accustomed to. flashes from the monitor basked his tired gaze, almost describing tropes so often seen in life.
Kaspar Hauser
A steady diet of fruits, vegetables, milk, and meat- a far cry from the bread and water he received from his custodian- has increased the redness of his coat and now the fox has taken on desirable features typical of his species.
Impulsive job change
I was then lead to a wooden cabin in that was a far cry from the apartment i was used to. never the less, i washed my hoofs and unpacked my belongings. then i jumped on the bed and took a rest.
029 - Prime pt.12
A far cry from what happened at the evermore tonight. observes the tapir, still rubbing the wound on top of his head. what changed from then to now i wonder? -haha, well you know... a lot of... things? replies butters, confused. wait, wha?
Blood And Water Mini - Testing The Waters
Even so, the bustle of the iounis marketplace was a far cry from the tiny village the otter had grown up in.
Two Sides to Every Tale
His golden-yellow fur was a far cry from the usual light cobalt blue coloration of his species. [but that couldn't have been the only reason!] serena exclaimed. [and you'd be right.
Haunt Chapter 3: The Posh Hat
Speaking in a strictly spiritual sense of course, it was a far cry from the frog's egg type of haunt that reginald had done before on his father's false eye.
Adept Paws 4: Stones
She wasn't sure about the winged lords, but immortality was a far cry from where she felt. \* \* \* \* \* further into the mountains, the woods cleared. a single line of grey stone trailed down from a peak and on toward the plain.
A Dragon's Tale-Chapter 25-The Informant
The warm air of romeo was a far cry from where we had just come,and when it hit my scales,it made me sweat. adelind rubbed my muzzle and i rubbed her back. it was nice to be home.
Once Strong, Once Proud
What he saw now, however, was a far cry from his cave. he opened his eyes to find a sea of grey in front of him. eostre eventually came to realize that this was the interior of a building- large boxes the lesser species built. where was he?
Has To Be Done
A far cry from where she used to live, but a lot better than a park bench. her tour guide allowed her to gaze around for awhile in silence. she didn't think he liked talking much.
MoonDust, Chapter 23
The rations were a far cry from the meals she'd enjoyed at santbech or pons, but after days of nothing but liquids, her stomach greeted it eagerly.