The Plant.
He stepped nimbly over the rubble and looked out into the crisp day sky, few clouds. "freedom." he mumbled, taking flight. he pressed the button again and the fuel towers exploded, toppling the building into ruins.
Faust.
I'd sell my soul for spring, for the eternal beauty therein and the accompanying crisp air and golden sunlight filtering though newborn leaves, sending the shadows dancing jade over my skin.
Loving Again [Introduction]
He set the cup down on the window ledge and stretched while yawning, taking a hearty breath of the damp, yet crisp, morning air. it was foggy but the wolf could see beams of light from cars as they drove along the road.
461 The Implicate Order
"you should fly now," she says, still not looking at him, and there is a crisp wing-snap like the air being cut and a brief downdraft as he ascends toward the thin, drawn out clouds fleeting across the thin air high above.
Do you remember the first time we came here?
The crisp drink even had the tinge of garlic embedded. "sorry sorry." he held his palms up. "i did the same thing my first time." "hey," jj said, no longer saturated with garlic.
007 Initial Conditions
"apparently one just punched a nice crisp circular hole in a cloud formation right above the airport! got to go!" sethkill carefully flips the switch to off.
POV vore - you and Swift the tigress
#1 of pov vore stories it's a beautiful day in the woods, cool and crisp. unfortunately an act of kindness ends up sending you somewhere a lot warmer and wetter. ***** swift is an old friend of mine and has appeared in numerous stories and drawings.
Creative Writing Prompt #2: Nature Scene
Days, when the rays of sunlight shine off of its flame-colored coat, dazzling the sky with its brilliance; a day that is today, the day that the tired fox decided to rest, its ashen-colored paws exhausted from running hard upon the smooth, neatly-trimmed crisp
POEM: Walking In Front Of Me!
Perhaps a crisp apple, juicy peach, or ripe pear? hey you dropped something, what is this? "hmm...must be the key to my cabin up ahead. we can go there.. or keep walking instead..."
Rising Anew-Chapter 3, part 2-
It was a crisp autumn morning and narcenac was feeling especially happy. the night before he had eaten quite a bit of meat. narina was not feeling quite as good.
Under a Mirkwood Moon Chapter 1
She knew then, as darkness began to creep into her line of vision, that she should of listened to her father when he advised against her going riding that crisp winter morning, but then again, she was such a headstrong kind of woman, that she never did listen
Chapter 4: The Vixen in the Northeast Wing
Pete was a rabbit, oryctolagus cuniculus, with crisp blue eyes and mostly black fur except for his white belly and spot over his nose and mouth. pete was profoundly regretting his decision to attend the prestigious college.