Ander - Chapter 4, Subchapter 8
Hezzi held out his hand and showed him what he had risked his life for - the small, wooden carving of his brother, smeared with ash and blood, but otherwise unharmed.
Ander - Chapter 3, Subchapter 41
He didn't care if he had to carve it in with his bare nails, as long as it got done. his own blood was his downfall.
Corwin Hall, Chapter 2
Todd felt his love for antiques taking over, and examined the carvings. "this is a history... the end of the species war, right?" "that is correct."
Legend of the OmeletWings - Chapter 18: Debriefing
Embryo followed the guards as they led her and her parents into the OmeletWing Castle's Throne Room, passing through the pale yellow pillars as they neared the throne. The sounds of their talons echoed in the wide space as they hit the cold tiled floor...
Ander - Part 3: Subchapter 41
He didn't care if he had to carve it in with his bare nails, as long as it got done. his own blood was his downfall.
Ander - Chapter 2, Subchapter 4
#38 of ander 4 hezzi lay on his side, his knees drawn up to his chest, his arms folded tightly against his body, the little wooden figure of himself ander had carved so many years ago clutched tightly in his fist.
Magnus Chronicles: Ancients Awakening: Prologue
The carvings on the walls all danced elaborately around them, their detail and true meaning a mere enigma to both archano and knuvos. archano simply ignored the carvings after a small effort of trying to understand them, but knuvos was far more curious.
Ander - Chapter 2, Subchapter 5
Hezzi said, looking down at his broken carving. "yes! very different!"
Tribes of Anowara: Prologue
Both people created ornate carvings of anything with a face on anything considered property. their most iconic pieces were tall poles carved from whole cedar trees.
Legend of the Stone Dragon
Underneath that fabric was a black stone body, carved with such skill that it almost seemed real.
Ander - Part 2: Subchapter 4
4 hezzi lay on his side, his knees drawn up to his chest, his arms folded tightly against his body, the little wooden figure of himself carved by ander so many years ago clutched tightly in his fist.
Heart Of Stone
But with a heart carved of stone infinite nothing is mine, an advantage, nothing gained.