[proof read] A Viking Dragon Farm [Prologue only]
'the diamond dragon' came in here as the brownish black dragon when it breathed on coal would turn it into diamond, the coal had to be big though as there was a lot of shrinking.
beginning anew, past forgoten 2: turning the coals
"Colonel I came as quick a I could. What is the situation?" Green panted out as he barged through the office door. "Ah, Green, It seems as Halure is making a move. He has sent a company northbound from the Alpine Pass. It appears his next target is the...
Tales of Torrnal: Chapter 8
Our hands lightly held together, her head tucked cutely in against my neck while i looked at the coals, remembering what i could from the event just a few days ago.
Some Welcome Additions
Lance stifled a chuckle when i made my first attempt, while him and mauve were on coal's back in front of shadow.
Ander - Chapter 7, Subchapter 46
One crashed to the ground right in front of him and burst apart, sending red hot coals flying in all directions, but danado couldn't stop.
Ander - Part 6: Subchapter 137
_" that voice did what the burning coals and shards of broken glass could not. it stopped him dead in his tracks. the horror in that voice. so much fear, so much misery, all mixed together. it was the same.
Layton's backstory part 1
The backstory of one of my 'sonas, layton cw: parental abuse layton sat watching the coals of his father's forge.
Owen
The coal dust always managed to find its way inside them, sometimes causing unscratchable itch in protection zones where the safety equipment was required.
The shaman of the sun
He arranged the coals barely touching each other, for them to last the longer. [vatra] a single spark apeared in the coal in the center and slowly spread the flame to the others.
Burned on the Fourth of July
Said monty, "get it out before -" the heat from the coals melted through the thin plastic of the bottle. this time, the flare-up was much larger.
The Fox And The Fiddler
"they were black like coal," he replied. "and that is one of the felled trees across your path," she near spit at him. "music is color! it is not black and white." "color?" "exactly... color.
Quiet of the Night
The coals of the campfire had died. the comforts of a soldier called to me. i picked up my whetstone. i picked up my sword. csshnk. and ever more, i hated the quiet of the night. csshnk.