Beautiful
Cigarettes (and this time meaning it) like hearing your favorite song and really feeling it like a summer morning, like a winter night like a spring apple after the very first bite like a piece of gold hauled up from the brine like a bottle of vintage
Unbroken bonds: Chapter 1
"do you have any vintage champagne from around epernay? i feel we're in a champagne house here, i doubt you would recommend any other european sparkling." this was predictably his immediate request.
Moonlight ‾ Part 1
It would have annoyed the wolf more were her estate's vintage of wine, termed three kings for its preference among the royalty of his home of alenar to the west, mora to the south, and then here in maldeth, not his own favorite as well.
The Long Road Home - Chapter 1
The tinny voices from the vintage emerson squatting in the corner of the garage ricochet off of the barren, unfinished concrete walls.
Chapter 14
\> "i believe cynthia's lineup may prove a challenge for you both... since she's more than likely been training for the past two years as well as exploring," kyn was mostly referring to her 'vintage', the garchomp, as cilan would call her.
Tina II Chapter 11- The Prisoner- A Gray Muzzle story
She lit it with a vintage zippo. "marcia is my dearest friend. she's really wonderful. she's always doing little, special things for people. she has some that she's closer to......she's very fond of violet.
Pedigree - Ch4.
A vintage car rolled past at an unhurried pace. independent shops lined the street. and bookshops. too many bookshops. i hadn’t read anything in a while. the sight of so many books in so many windows stirred something almost nostalgic in me.
Runners on First and Second
The most important thing, though, was a vintage refrigerator, circa the 1950's, one of those big bubble looking ones, in a nice bright red, quite obviously redone within the past few years, and more over, it was stocked with various beers and malt liquors,
Part 2) He Is Awake
Before he knew it, dante was off in the passenger seat of virgil's vintage ford mustang mach one. "why don't we take your car?" "well because...you see...hehe."
Astoria (WIP)
His car was parked behind soho square, the vintage ford shelby, painted in a custom dark silver flake; lowered to the point of being slammed, chrome gleamed under the streetlights.
Steelfang: A Tale of Redwall Chapter 5
\*\*\*\*\*\*\*\*\*\*\*\*\*\*\*\*\*\*\*\*\*\*\*\*\*\*\*\*\*\*\*\*\*\*\*\*\*\*\*\*\*\*\*\*\*\*\*\*\*\*\*\*\*\*\*\*\*\*\*\*\*\*\*\*\*\*\*\*\*\*\*\*\*\* argo set aside the sizable clay jar that, until very recently, was filled to the brim with the oldest vintage
Gotta Love That Bomber
Let me show you my jacket, or at least a photo of it: it's a burgundy 1970's vintage bomber jacket. its breast pockets are wide and spacious, with ridiculous, sharply-angled flaps.