fetch and dusk P53
His head felt like a big, throbbing drum. a cracked drum, splintered in its wood. and the blood gushing from his head... well, it had a life of its own now... and in that life it pinned rev's head into the ground just the same as the rest of him.
The New Place chapter 4
\*\*\* phil finished their third song with a loud smash on his drums. chris, at first tensed, soon relaxed and played as good as he could.
"Who's The New Kid?" [Part 1]
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My Unplanned Summer Vacation Ch 23
Two dragon-men stepped on the stage, in front them were their instruments, the two holding a pair of thick drum sticks. they stayed in silence until they lightly hit the drums rapidly until the sound got louder and heavy.
Lunch at King's
The town of partridge drums never forgot its people. the end
That Gay Goth Dog: CHAPTER 7: Stuck Together No Matter What... (part 2)
He said rasing his ears. i smiled and put my arm over his shoulder and held out a drum stick to the camera smiling lightly. he smiled and took the pick and hugged me. his tail was wagging fastly and i could tell that he sniffed my body when he let go.
Not So Retired Any More VI
Buck opened up with his drum-fed ar-15 half an instant before the world exploded, chunks of street flying in all directions as everything went white.
That Gay Goth Dog: CHAPTER 6: Friendship (part 2)
Can i have your signature storm." a boy about 12 said smiling and help out a pen. i took out my drum sticks i was useing and signed them and gave him to them.
Rock Out
Next came the not-so-subtle entrance of the drums, backed by our fierce dante, tiger and drummer-extraordinaire.
Mushrooms, Turtles and Pipes, Oh My! 11 - Yoshis Aplenty
The village leader sat upon a rock at the circle, a small row of drums lined up along one side of the arena as he proclaimed: "tonight we witness a great event!
My College Story Ch 7
Then one guitar starts playling, then another, then the bass, the drum sets a steady beat. then a deep growling. ."we are jet black!!!" mark yells. then it gets faster and louder then the curtain drops along with drums getting faster.
In The Doghouse: Chapter Nine
She lay her sticks down on the snare, pocked with several sessions' worth of drumming to primus, the cramps, and her favorite, the good reverend himself.