It Tis' in Flight!
Extended wings like bats so large--- with tail of length to fit the sight--- razored teeth of mother of pearl--- the tips of which glowed a bluish light! " to arms! to arms! it tis' in flight!
Realms of Valeron - Chapter 5
He scooped up a pawful of pearls from one of the dead monkey's grip.
Fluffybutt Prose Poems: Vlad
#2 of fluffybutt prose poems for fa: darkerlight99 once the blanket for the cottage of a lonely boy, vladmir cherkovsky now only watches him through his mystic pearl.
"Man In The High Castle" Is Wrong and Unfounded
Once pearl harbor happened, hitler was all too happy to join in and formally declare war on the americans, so as to give u-boat commanders more autonomy on the seas.
Protect and Serve.txt
My name is pearl. pearl minotaur, a tired, run down cheetah of about twenty.
The Dragons of Smaller Dens
"caress the edge, my son, there were never any pearls for us." her tongue serrated, the kiss will tickle him, so he might not hold her to her word.
Rest In Peace.
. ///////////////////// pearls and swine bereft of me. long and weary my road has been. i was lost in the cities, alone in the hills. no sorrow or pity for leaving, i feel, yeah. i am not your rolling wheels - i am the highway.
[Tribute Poem] In a Sympathetic World
I kiss away your memories, i lay down your favorite bouquet, i hold back the growing tears, i wake from our lovers'-dream-stare, i open your tomb's doors, i leave the pearl and ivory grave, i try to wait for you on the other side, and wait patiently
DoC-Ep5-The Awakening-
Willson- wears a blue jumpsuit with light blue gloves with his gemstone being shaped like a pearl, and wears a pair of swimming goggles on top of his clothing and uses special water yo-yo's to fight with along with the water element sylvester- wears an ice
Conquering the Black Seas
He'd raised his lips so she could get at the fangs, which had meat stuck between them "i...i called pearl." she mumbled, shy and wary. "pearl...you have good human-tongue. i almost regret choosing death-call as my messenger."
TCoJ - Book 1 - Mari
A heavy sigh escaped her muzzle as she caressed the etched words along the pearl white handle, remembering how they were just a lie. putting the knife back in its sheath she fiddled with the flap over her gun holster before releasing the flap's button.
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.