Chapter 8: Fishing Ties
Ashley then stores away the e-tool and pulls out her bowie knife once again, cleaning the thick branch of any smaller branches and its bark, making sure to keep the stronger part of the long branch intact.
CotJ II: The Last Stand Act II Part VI
When liken finally got in range to pounce onto the human again ethan took out a large bowie knife from his right boot and got ready as she descended onto him in a loud screech.
Travelling Music
The lead vocal began, female, a low, strong voice with bowie's phrasing, starting to sing of castles and storms and the frailty of humans--or cats--with perfect clarity. i reached out to intercept her hand. "you don't have to turn it down.
Tides that Turn
Isthia's beloved 'coast guard' accepted them and, after yet another failed attempt to touch me, stopped by his shelter and returned with a bowie knife and a large, flat rock.
Good Morning, Sunshine!
bowie's words felt like a tonic as she skipped forward again. some of the exhaustion wore off as ziggy stardust seemed to reach into the future from a time when the crew of apollo 16 had done the same things they were now doing on the moon.
Sanctuary: The Meeting
His second was to go and get the bowie knife from the house and put it out of its misery, since it was obviously exposed to some kind of radiation. yet he found himself crouching beside the creature and putting his hands under it to lift it.
Gingerbread Cookies
Ah, the oldies… led zeppelin, rush, pink floyd, journey, the who, early black sabbath, david bowie… and rainbow, er, well, the first _three_ albums, anyway. one of their favorites was _metallica_.
How Legends are Made - Part One
He had a well-oiled and maintained auto-pistol in his hands and a large bowie knife strapped to his shoulder pad. he pulled them into a side access tunnel and out of view of the two men at the console.
Jaguar Feathers
Saint bowie and crockett made their stand against the katolic mexa under amta anna. while they died, saint houston would defeat the katolic mexa at san jacinto creating our great nation.
Shadow Stalkers: Thymion Pt 13
Weapon sheaths and holsters were strapped around his thighs and shoulders, the handle of a bowie knife jutting up from the top of a boot. his eyes burned like molten gold and the whites had turned silver some time ago.
Once, twice and again!
Tracker, you're cleared to proceed as briefed and hold short at bowie. be advised we're still processing assessments from the orbital strikes. stay in your lanes until we can confirm." "alamo, what's up?" "okay.
Horfie, the Selective Service Elf
After being emasculated and having his esophagus cut with a bowie knife. real shame. but that's not the real reason i came down here! now for the good news!" heather and andrew felt their souls die. the light stopped gleaming in their eyes. "what?"