Ander - Part 6: Subchapter 175
_the river the black river all around me pulling me down filled with swirling bubbles filled with night-time shadows filled with silt and dirt and mud and leaves and twigs and rocks and that was the first time the first time i ever thought i might -_ no!!
Anthera Chapter 5 "Fate"
That's right, it was night time by the time he returned to his house. "well you see i went to a local trading post to find materials to craft some new axes that the royal guard sent money for.
Ryan Okami and Weregarurumon
It was night time in fremont, calfornia. at a grey colored, two story house, a figure was sitting on the edge of a pool in the backyard. a wolf with white fur, that has green eyes, black ear tips, 20 years old, average build. this is ryan okami.
The Photographers Apprentice - Chapter two: Things that go bump in the Night.
Looking back over at my clock i decided a little night time smoke might be the answer to my sleep problem. plus maybe i could offer some company to the mystery crying sound, emanating from somewhere on the estate.
To Wish Upon a Star ~ CH 2
night time of course, meant his little date with kerry to the gay night at club claws. in the fox's mind, whoever came up with the quote "time flies by while you're having fun" needed to be shot.
the dragomon sage3
"sam, its night time, even digimon sleep," "i know that! but this house seems so disserted," panthramon slapped her hand against her head wondering how they had never been caught before. flashing one of her smiles, samantha continued walking.
Ander - Part 5: Subchapter 5
Was it night time? "so then try and save your energy for when it's needed. pacing up and down's not gonna do anything 'cept tire you out." "i know that, too." ander could feel something... something besides the pain and the cold...
The Gift of Wolf
Then without a second to think otherwise, the large creature extended a single claw and sliced it up through the the boy's upper night time wear, effortlessly pulling it free of the prince's torso.
Journey's End
The sounds of night-time bug-types grew with the surf and breeze. with a groan and a creak of aged joints the man shifted to sit up while his ninetales made way for him. "come on, dear. time to rest." he spoke quietly.
Forever,You and I
Quietly resides; a vagabond amongst his own thoughts a caricature of something more though none can see they all simply turn away taken aback by such a sight such bitterness as cold as his gaze; lifeless as the true hue of night time
Kobold Krafts (in the dark)
But i doubt you wanna hear about someone else's night time escapades?" "no…" twiddling, it was something she'd never done before. no better time to start then now. "money's tight. gregs is getting… rough.
Werewolf woes
Make the children of the moon the night time guards of this your faithful town" zurak prayed. he had never been one for religion, but even he could feel the growing power of the black king to the north.