Ports in the Storm (TTW pt. 5)
He had been sketching nonstop and his current book was absolutely filled, not a single page was left without a stain of color, a mess of lines, a puddle of movement.
The Dark Streets - Reboot Preview
After moving the lamp out of the way, he swung the lid of the table back down and latched the cover in place over the unfinished sketch. "he always was overly punctual."
A Necromancer's Heart:Chapter 1
Dad asked me what i planned to do with myself today, i told him i would probably end up walking, sketching or something else. he told me to take a guard with me if i was going to leave the castle grounds.
Roselyn's Letter (Twokinds snippet)
Wrote this at the spur of the moment, based off a recent sketch. was always a fan of the darker aspects of twokinds, so i naturally liked this sketch a lot. hope you like it too.
Diago's Adventures in Australia
She was stunned as she saw the sketches and paintings of the spiders and bugs that were often found in the garden.
Song in the Dark: Day 3
This all was certainly new to him, so where had he seen the sketch?
Danger in the city
The sketch artist walked out the door to show it to the cops outside. after a few minutes, the cops brought the girls to a room with one of those one-way mirrors with a line up of criminals.
I love you... (old story)
A sketch. the first sketch i ever drew of you. you were sitting on the couch just smiling at me. as i held my hand over your grave, i whispered, "i love you." and dropped the paper to the lonely whole that held your beautiful soul. and i wept.
We Stand By Him
Bit of a story behind this prosy poem: as i was cleaning out the house i had come across a short stack of old sketch books, ranging i believe from two to eight years in age.
Ander - Chapter 4, Subchapter 32
It was a sketch of black fox hands holding a rose up to the sun, but there were so many fine details he wasn't sure 'sketch' was the right word, stuff like the twinkle of dew on the petals, and the curved shadows beneath the thorns.
A Letter Home
Most of my time on ship was spent in my small cabin, brushing up on my english, making sketches and looking over maps of vancouver and chicago. cousin makoto met me when the ship docked in vancouver harbour.
Seven Years
"a quick sketch, but... i'd like for you to join me as well." alex couldn't believe his ears. "y-you want m-me to do what?" his eyes widened a tad bit, but he then smiled, "well, y-yes, i-i will."