Ander - Chapter 8, Subchapter 3
_everyone has the right to a funeral pyre. that is why, from now on, i ban the practice of tossing bodies into the woods for the animals to fight over.
Shadow's hunt, part four
The slaver's bodies had been cast into a great funeral pyre and then lit. the freed slaves and the warriors who had freed them had then journeyed out of the valley and back down into the plain.
Ander - Chapter 6, Subchapter 5
"you might as well stack your own funeral pyre, climb on top of it, and light the kindling." "i beg your pardon!?" "we 'yahoos' are the only ones who truly understand what you are up against.
Skylands: the Scorpion Spear, Part One - “Saeldrin”, Chapter Four: A Cage of Wind and Ice
It was the same near every mass grave, on every dagdarra funeral pyre, and even in the old necropolis on the outskirts of the now-gone bartharran.
ROI: The Pale Snow - Chapter 3
He looked back suddenly at a group of soldiers, the same familiar men he met from before, hauling the dead one by one somewhere deep into the trees, undeniable that their final destination would lead to a funeral pyre.
[Draconicon] Order of the Black Foot, Chapter 4: Assassin's Thoughts
By the time he was done, the emptiness ahead would be filled with the funeral pyres of the paladin order. for the memory of his family...and for the lives of everyone that would come after.
ROI - Chapter 15: The Battlefield
They were to be left behind, to gather the fallen beasts for the massive, funeral pyre. once their task was done, they were to set off to another.
Streetcars
Above me two street cars served as funeral pyres for about a dozen people that had been caught in the path of a massive microwave cannon. i hoped and prayed that whoever shot that thing thought crunch and i had perished in the cars and moved on.
Children of a Mad God
They honored their fallen, holding solemn vigils over funeral pyres. the only thing they knew that could burn a dragon's flesh was magma, so the dragons hold their funerals inside the darkest reaches of the caves.
Revaramek the Resplendent: Chapters One Hundred Seven and One Hundred Eight
Then i put them to a funeral pyre. as they burned, i sang the star-hymn to them, in hopes they’d be remembered, even if only by the sand, and the stars.” mica squeezed the first’s hand. “and by their creator.” “yes.”
The Legend of Spyro: Origins_Chapter 28
Spyro turned to look at the hypnotizing flames from the funeral pyre as the wood slowly cracked and the smoke drifted away. \*\*\*\*\*\*\*\*\*\*\*\*\*\*\*\*\*\*\*\*\*\*\*\*\*\*\*++++++++++1+++++++++++++\*\*\*\*\*\*\*\*\*\*\*\*\*\*\*\*\*\*\*\*\*\*\*\* in
Sieg and Marien - A Basitin Love Story - Part 25 - The Mana Bomb
"let the manor become their funeral pyre." "no." shani snarled, clenching her hands so hard that her claws drew blood from her palms. "i'm not leaving anything to chance anymore. and if my soldiers can't kill them..."