The Life of Another - Chapter 28
_ although i could hear reggie calling after me, i pretended not to notice and clambered up the muddy bank, finally reaching the familiar trail.
Jack, Schuyler's Giant Killer
Jack drew up his branch, his make-believe cudgel, and examined the muddy end, battered and loose. it was a fine piece of driftwood. hardly splintered at all. large and heavy.
Revaramek the Resplendent: Chapter Forty Four
A few dead fish littered the muddy bank around the oasis lake. entire stands of reeds were gone, torn from their moorings and scattered to the desert.
Rain in The meadows (Twokinds snippet)
A flash of lightning painted the forest as she took a right turn, down a muddy slope. with unnaturally calm nerves, she surfed down the hill at a speed that should be unnerving.
What You Leave Behind
However, not only his car was no longer by his side, and he fell right over onto his side, he didn't hit asphalt. he landed in a muddy puddle in a grassy field.
Diamond Run Forever
But rather than be laughed off the field he finds himself a group of muddy-sided defenders. "he is diamond run! the best striker in... ever!"
The Hidden Beauty
Spring so beautiful yet tickles your nose accidently drowned by the spraying hose, muddy puddles from where it grows. you won't caress the burnt scarred skin and you fail to see the beauty within.
The Furry Dead (Medieval Style) Chapter II
Tomasj abruptly released the cat, letting him slide to a miserable sit in the muddy water as he strode past, pushing the wet around him with sloshing noises. "you do not yet deserve to have answers, little boy.
Revaramek the Resplendent: Chapter Thirty Five
She lowered him down to the muddy earth, then jerked her head towards the cavern. "go!" the little dragon ran up the muddy hill as fast as his short legs would carry him. the slanted stones loomed above him, framing their home.
Revaramek the Resplendent: Chapter Fifty Six
The female crossed a wide, flat, muddy rise, and she was...prancing. revaramek couldn't think of any better word to describe the way she moved.
The Hunter
\*\*\* a limp hand lies in a muddy puddle, the thick water tinged a dark, reddish-brown. the wrist is clad in dark, worn leathers.
Anthro novel - Chapter Six, Remorse.
The tiles gleamed beneath her muddy paws, and as she looked back, she saw a trail of scattered earth over the floor.