Cricket Needs to Go Pee
** * * * cricket was making her way through the crowded markets of cicada hive, looking at the various shops and stalls lining the plaza.
Ragnarok - XXV
For all the use they were, they might as well have all been dirt and gravel- -in the wide cicada haunted summer twilight, the smell of dry jasmine turned to gasoline and on the porch the dark eyed man threw down the empty fuming can.
My Unplanned Summer Vacation Ch 19
The sun was at dusk, the sky is now orange, the cicadas sings from the trees and bushes. everything is now wet after the storm. kouya is escorting me back to the inn on foot... i'm so tired...
Preparing the Female Bandicoot-Chapter: The Rebirth of the Female Bandicoot
Not the normal kind of humming you hear around summertime from the cicadas that might populate the woods behind your house.
A Gentleman of Strength
There was a cicada buzzing in ame's ear, only it wasn't really a cicada, it was the alarm clock. he swatted it and the sound stopped. unsettled by his dream, he elected not to sleep anymore.
Names Long Lost
The first thing zayin noticed was the sound of crickets and cicadas around him, something he wasn't used to hearing often. the sound was foreign to him, something that he had only really ever heard in movies.
Spray Part 1
Gauzy cicada like wings sprouted from her back. the second faerie woman had green and orange eyes, long lashes, and messy brown hair lined with grass and mushrooms._ _ the brown haired faerie woman stepped before me.
Heart of the Forest ~ Epilogue
Not until one day this past year, on the border between spring and summer when the cicadas roared high in the trees and the dew lay heavy on the grass."
Revelation
Not even a cicada was making a sound. slowly so unzipped his pack and put a silencer on his desert eagle. he didn't want any gunshots to disturb mimi. he glanced around, watching carefully. then he saw a human walk onto the path, looking right at them.
Apples of My Eye
The cicadas, though, pretended not to notice, and were ascending (in number and sound), leaving their empty, amber skeletons clinging to the tree trunks. oh, it was that time of year when it was never hot enough, even when it was steamily so.
A Lesson in Hauntings
They watched the sky turn pink, then yellow, then steel blue, and listened to the birdsong and cicadas in the sagebrush as the high desert woke to life around their cabin. they moved only to pass the bottle back and forth.
Beautifully Tethered
And, oh, the churring cicadas. oh, the romantic interludes beneath the sea of stars. oh, the countryside.