Change Your Mind Issue #3: Numb
She clicked on the thread, already formulating the insult that she would post to the thread. something involving "3d" and "cancer" would do nicely.
Ander - Chapter 7, Subchapter 41
She was trying to thread the stitching needle, but her hands were shaking too badly and the thread kept missing its mark. she licked the end and tried again, but the thread simply bent back every time. "oh come on, you stupid..."
Soma
He sleeps in hammocks he hangs between treetops made from those very same thread-vines.
Ander - Part 6: Subchapter 132
She was trying to thread the stitching needle, but her hands were shaking too badly and the thread kept missing its mark. she licked the end and tried again, but the thread simply bent back every time. "oh come on, you stupid..."
A Small Mishap
He found a loose thread on his shirt and began to pull it loose. he didn't like tugging on loose threads like this... but it's not like he would ever need the shirt again if he didn't get this fixed!
Ander - Part 6: Subchapter 150
She had to thread the needle, because threading the needle was her godsdamned job, and she was supposed to be good at it!
Itan's Unfortunate Day 4
I saw a loose thread leading from my dress towards the front of the bus. i quickly looked out the window and i could distinctly see a red-orange colored thread stuck on the bench. "oh shit..." was the first two words that came out of my mouth.
Badgers
It holds something, thin and shiny and like thread. the thread seems to lead from its paws to your body, where a little tuft of black fur shows through. your heart beats. the bearcat tugs on the thread, and you feel yourself spin.
Ander - Chapter 7, Subchapter 59
She had to thread the needle, because threading the needle was her godsdamned job, and she was supposed to be good at it!
A Special World
Like this are meant to last and though at times a thread may break a new one forms in its wake to bind us closer and stronger, in a special world, where we belong.
Minotaur
See the threads that bind us, friends and threads are alike, neoplatonist nonsense oh! minotaur, oh minotaur! we share the same fate death is never the end!
Almond The Dragonfly
Emerald nicknamed after her glow, was awoken from a pleasant dream about the above lands, where all the other insects roamed, by the light tugging at one of her sticky saliva covered silk threads that were anchored to her silk thread hammock, she thought mildly