My Tragedy
Am lost the stars are trapping me these shackles are not the type that you can see and i am drifting now left waiting for a common ground that'll never be reality chorus my mouth's been sewn closed my eyes long glued shut my mind is the canvas
Gnoll Brigand: Prologue IV
From there you pour mead onto the covered canvas, with taaru helping once he realizes what you're up to.
Jack and Will
I found a good spot to set up my canvas stand, put my headphones on, and i started to paint. usually when i paint i drift off into the music i'm listening to.
Big Dude Wrestling #1
Rico dropped down on his canvas and i went for the cover as the referee (another fox) got down on all fours and smacked his paw down on the canvas for the count, "1 . . . 2 . . ." rico got his shoulder up off the mat to keep from losing the match.
Ritual of Re-entry (Otherwise Untitled)
With fingers somewhat numbed, he carefully pulled a battered portable shrine out from the canvas panic bag he'd pulled up from stowage.
Hammering Out a Skill (Otherwise Untitled)
Upon seeing the fennec, wrapped nearly head to toe in a heavy sanded canvas garment, the phoenix called out. ~ "oi! what're's'ya got at this hour, t'keep'ta'ir?"
Black Meridian 01: Ankle Deep
"fletch, get over here and put down the roll mats, i don't think we'll need canvas but i'll set it up anyway."
G.R.R. Lost Chapter
He gets up off the canvas to try and fight one of us again when a referee stops him and tells him he has to go back to the locker room since he was eliminated.
Every Artist's Dream: Prologue
The short lion meticulously painted on his canvas, paying attention to every minute detail and making sure that he did everything perfectly.
THE FRONT: PART 7
There was an ermine stretched out over the canvas frame, his stomach had been torn by a piece of shrapnel, or perhaps a bullet and scott could clearly see a part of his diaphragm.
Flying Circus
Branches clawed at the aircraft, tearing canvas from frame and scraping against metal components with a terrible screech. all the while whipping at the exposed fox cradled within.
Until Forever
She peered into the back through a tear in the canvas and vaguely made out the forms of the heaped crates jumbled inside. she stopped suddenly, ears pricked, as a can skittered across the ground.