Chapter 4:Bronze Mountain Bloodshed
He led ian through a curtain "the miners moved into bronze pass" ian stepped through and looked down the depths of bronze pass were a long vertical tunnel where bridges crossed further and further down.
A Bronze Rising: Mercy and Deep thoughts
#23 of a bronze rising sparing the man is a calculated move, just as every other action must be. the human trapped between my forelegs stank with the fear of his imminent demise - as well as other even less pleasant bodily secretions.
A Bronze Rising: While he was Gone
#21 of a bronze rising quite a few things happened while tobias was away i was not idle during the months that tobias spent away. the estate of the late knight was, piece, by piece, landscaped and turned into a lovely park.
A Bronze Rising: Long Due Reward
#17 of a bronze rising tobias has proven useful, it is time to increase his authority over his peers sir ronald lay in a bloody heap on the ground, his face broken beyond recognition.
The Llwycrau Company (Chapter One - 3,536 Words)
"not much of a helmet, more a fancy bronze soup-bowl, nothing special, gods, i'd give it to ya for a discount." the feline said, a suspicious look on his face.
Work In Progress Section 1
The gate was flanked by two guards, dressed in chainmail, a bronze helmet resembling those worn by the soldiers of the old roman empire, small, circular, bronze shields, and a longsword sheathed at their sides.
The Pompous Baron
#24 of a bronze rising these visiting officials are unlike any humans the bronze has met before. baron crestwell was without a doubt the fattest human i had yet seen.
True colours that I seek.
Sheen of the bronze-wing; blue of the crane; fawn and pearl of the lyre-bird's train; cream of the plover; grey of the dove - these are the hues of the land i love.
Anchored Prologue
I tore the jagged blade from my chest, dropping it into the foggy city below, and wretched the bronze shaft from the stunned daemon's grasp.
The Last Malchix Night
"guns" bronz rumbled.
Angel of Death
Her combat instincts kicked in, and she retaliated with a bronze scythe. celestial bronze. as the harpy breathed its last, words leapt onto her tongue from nowhere-"you can tell your master that this daughter of death bows to no one."
Dro/bin
Flesh became metal plates and wiring as the inner wings transformed, leaving more blue and bronze paint in their wake as they offset themselves from the outer wing pieces for folding.