Academ: A Lecture and Lesson
I want you to recreate the mult-weave seal that was put on this lock and i want you to do it all by yourself with no assistance from myself."
Let gentle be the hands.doc
As they weave, the cut bound skeins that our lives relate steady, steady the hands mechanical wind heartbeats in melody subtle found within the ticks of time our lives continue, thrashing or serene to the tock of times of what we live
Terms of Service - Chapter 7
Then... bright purple light poured from the jagged pumpkin muzzle and eyes, accompanied by wisps of fel purple smoke that weaved and wafted itself around their jagged pumpkin teeth.
Without Love..
_ _ we weave the fate--each choice is thread.._ _don't ask me 'why' or 'whome' and 'what'--i never knew
The Mourning After - Chapter 18 (Kinyar)
Malakye's ability to dodge and weave round those attacks was almost awe inspiring. he weaved left, stepped forward and spun to the right.
on the run
Lurking in the shadows creeping up on her she felt as though something was sneaking up on her she looked up and turned her head seeing a wolf crouched in the woods she toke of at a gallop away from the predator running as fast as she could turning weaving
Tammy the Telekinesis Cat (unfinished)
Tears filled his eyes and her buried his face in the moss blanket that tammy had made for him when they were little kittens, just learning how to weave.**
Tamaranai Kyuui Ch1
#1 of tamaranai kyuui tamaranai kyuui (intolerable peace) a cool breeze blew across the midnight air and the moon beamed down through the trees, dancing and weaving through the leaves before lightly touching the ground.
Life of a theif
Finally a safe distance away bobbing and weaving through the trees and across the narrow streams that fed the forest i was just running, afraid to stop, afraid to look back, with the thought that i was going to die deeply imbedded within the confines of my
Ander - Chapter 2, Subchapter 33
Up ahead, weaving and bending in the wind, were two intertwined oaks, discernible in the darkness only because of their unique shape. sarah had seen them many times when walking these woods. "sarah!"
Friends, Lovers, Partners ~ Prologue
I weave my way through the throngs of furs at their lockers, desperate to get out of school and start their weekend. i turn into an empty alcove, and walk to the very end. twist. twist. twist. my locker swings open.
The Narrow Road in Morning Light
Truthfully, it had been years since she'd used one, and she knew she'd be the slowest in the room--but she made no mistakes, even subtle ones, in her weaving.