The Longest Time
The entire road and sidewalk was blanketed in snow, only interrupted by the occasional vehicle or plow. 34. \>you were glad you were inside. you despised the cold... always have, and always will. you couldn't wait for spring to get here. 35.
Chapter Four: Ground Rules
Hadn't seen since an ill-advised glue sniffing bout with his brother when he was eight, or a super-hot jedi rabbit-woman had crash landed a spaceship in his side yard, had a meltdown in his basement, accosted him in his own bedroom, and had been thoroughly plowed
That Gay Goth Dog: CHAPTER 9: Painful Memories (part 1)
Lu was tearing up more plowing her nose lightly. "a few months later i found my dads gun.
Even God Can Make Mistakes
On the way back buddy, who was usually pretty quiet, told me that old mule was his pa's old plow mule suzie, and he'd missed her ever since ma sold the farm. it was like a family reunion to him!
The Story of Daniel - Chapter 1
Bringing his left arm up, he just barely deflected the knife while unleashing a forceful uppercut with his right, plowing right into his lower jaw and disorienting him.
Sometimes, Reality Isn't What You Need
If it weren't for the fact that the demon plowing him like he was soil was deep enough to make slight nudges in ronald's gut, he would have thought they had gone from fucking him to fingering him.
Chapter the Tenth: History
They needed to get the fields plowed before the lazy sun found its way to the horizon so they could plant on the morrow.
A New Farmhand In A Very Foreign Land- Prologue
And she wasn’t kidding about running into me; i had just gotten to my feet when she plowed into me and knocked me into what looked like a tar pit.
For the Love of a Dog
I don't remember much about the traffic accident that took my life, i never saw the car that ran the red light and plowed into my old buick. i guess it was quick as i never woke up in an ambulance or hospital.
I wither besides the lush flower bed
Taken with a sacred lace that brushes me please be kind, with a yell and a smack to the face all i can be is a big man, a person of no dimension well here is that lost plow; burrowing into moist soils!
Escaping the Storm: Part 1
"perhaps, but it is still better than staying back home in arkatov, where all there is for work is to pick fruit or to plough fields. i am just hoping i can make supervisor, then perhaps department manager before i lose my mind."
Evidence (A Werewolf Story Idea)
_ olive shifted her weight left shoulder facing forward as she plowed into the thick slabs, the latches snapped; stumbling onto the cold concrete steps with the slabs