The Real Amazonian - Chapter 1: Life without Freedom
She looked to her right and found an old wooden door in the wall. she tried to push it open, but found it was locked as well.
Chronomancer Chronicles: The Burning Rebellion 1.0
The dissolving form of a pew shattered against the wooden column behind him, splinters of wood showering down like tiny, wooden needles. large, meaty hands sprang from the dark mist, no longer covered by a thick coat.
Chapter 10: Trade Routes of the South
In short order, they move the cart onto a wooden platform extending from the face of the cliff. the railings of the platform are covered in ice. airet workers from the camp use large wooden mallets to break the ice off.
A Biography of a Human: "Wretched captivity"
He pushed it to center of the hold and bent over, grabbing a wooden ladle besides the pot and began waiting for us to come up to get our food. all of us just stood there, looking at this wolf not knowing what to do.
Revaremek The Resplendent: Chapter Six
A frantic glance soon revealed a large wooden trough sitting front of the nearby stable.
Darkened Skies: Chapter 3: Pursuit
The anvil wooden sign was broken and splintered before the door. nivra came to a screeching halt despite her better judgment.
Dragon Mother
He looked up into the air to see the blade of his wooden sword flipping in the air before landing on the ground with a soft "clunk." his sword had broken instantly upon striking the dragon!
Darkened Skies: Chapter 5: Warm Evening
When they got closer to the small hovel nivra noticed that from the roof hung strands of multicolored twine coated with small wooden beads of all various colors.
Chapter 7: Charity
The peak of its wooden roof bares a vent pouring steam out into the air. the wooden roof supports jutting out from below are decoratively carved into the shape of anoran faces.
*Rewrite* The Extraordinary Casebook of Dr. Exeter; Chapters 1 and 2
The wooden mask was one and a half imperial foot high, about half as wide and a quarter deep.
Darkened Skies: Chapter 8: Roselake
Arcturus loosed the final dagger, this time swerving passed the two wooden beams and hitting the red dot on the zombie's head. the wooden cutout cracked away and clanked to the ground in a loud ear twitching crack. “that would not be _me_ however."
Revaramek the Resplendent: Chapter Thirty Eight
wooden cabins in the snow. a towering fortress carved into a mountain. a beach and blue water. shining crystal towers all in a row, impossibly tall. a black stone street with colorful metal vehicles zipping by.