Ander - Part 6: Subchapter 23
Mateo could see the corner of a bed and some shelves inside, half-filled with wood carvings and other artistic projects. "wait here for a while," he said. "there's something i need to take care of." "what are you going to do?"
Chapter 6: On Display
Amber walked over to the sign that frost had just read and found several wood carved ornaments that were hanging from the bottom of the sign.
Kingdom of Achoel, Prologue
In his withered right hand he held a staff of black-wood carved with the image of a dragons head that he used to lean on with each step. behind him his flowing navy-blue robes billowed out, his jet-black leggings visible underneath.
Flee, Flee, Lynx in the Wood!
He became well-skilled in wood-carving and staining. mael even learned how to carve designs in the wood, at finn's careful direction.
A Snowkitten Cometh 26: There's Magic In The Air
wood carvings. statuary. modern." erin glances across the different papers, "let's go with statues. they always fascinate me." the real motive behind her reasoning remains as silent as the grave.
Self-Care for Furries: Volume I
There are many different creative pursuits to try your hand at, including some of the following: painting, candle making, engraving, baking, wood carving, singing, photography, making jewellery and so on. pick and choose. have a play.
Emperor's Shadow: Chapter 5
Towering over the other structures, beams of wood, carved with passion were strung together with thick cords of wood. thick leaves adorned the roof, morning dew glinting off their waxy surfaces.
Embers of Dawn: Chapter 14: The Glen Between Shadows
Finally, the townsfolk offered their humble, heartfelt ribbons, woven blankets, delicate wood carvings, and bundles of herbs wrapped lovingly in bright ribbon.
Sometimes You Get Burned
wood carving!" jack seemed overly excited and even more so when she smiled broadly and nodded. though her smile seemed to dull when jared never look away from his empty plate. "any other kinds of art?" turning back she shrugged and shook her head.
Autopilot
Jackie sat down near a wall not too far from fran to keep an eye on her piloting as the roach pulled her carving knife and more wood out of her satchel to get to work on some caltrops. "what were we getting for it?"
All Grown Up
Times that he'd spent curled up with a good book, or with some wood and a carving knife. he...was going to miss it all. the inn. the monks. the stuffed moose. everyone. was he ever going to see any of them again?
The North Tower
Lightwing stood near a door bearing a wood-carved plaque reading _areopagus_ in a lovely script. "i have no idea what that means," i admitted.