Jasper's Odyssey (S2)
We're driven to it like moth to a flame. they say there's an arsonist in everyone - a person who's love of destruction only awakens when they first see a naked flame." "so your fire is a destructive force?" asked esmerelda. "it is a conquering power.
Silhouette of a Dream Chapter I
The foyer opened into a dining room which had large bay windows that would have let in light if not for the moth-eaten curtains drawn tightly over them.
The Calling Cards Of The Scarlet Hell
What is goin......" the man's wife stands there frozen mid-sentence as a small stream of blood drips down from the corner of her moth, soon another stream of blood flowing from her left eye.
Deadfox
Drawn like a moth to the flame, alex ventured into the small establishment, wondering why he had never noticed it before. a weathered door creaked on its hinges and a small bell jangled as alex entered.
Ander - Chapter 6, Subchapter 58
They would be gathering at the pass like moths to flame - two sides, two peoples, and a single wall between, just like the mountain that had separated them for generations. it all came down to this.
Ander - Chapter 5, Subchapter 66
There was just this tired disappointment floating around inside, like a moth stuck in a tent, lazily fluttering around looking for a way out. right now, his greatest desire was to go to sleep and make everything go away for a while. maybe a long while.
Ice Caves
Encased in the ice was a looked to be a large butterfly or moth forming. as if the stalagmite were a cocoon. sasha cleared his throat. "we are of sun and moon, sasha the wolf and devi the caracal.
2015 in 3 Months
Or perhaps "a year in 3 months", as the biggest moths of impact were the last 3 months of october, november and december.
After Hours
And when white moths were on the wing, and moth-like stars were flickering out, i dropped the berry in a stream, and caught a little silver trout._ jamey remembered
Ander - Part 5: Subchapter 67
There was just this tired disappointment floating around inside, like a moth stuck in a tent, lazily fluttering around looking for a way out. right now, his greatest desire was to go to sleep and make everything go away for a while. maybe a long while.
Prologue to The kings of Dust
Caleb rushed to the edge of the glade, like a moth drawn to a distant lantern he scrambled into the frozen thicket.
Hunting Death- Town of Death
All five of them came here like moths drawn to a flame but not out of some sense of malice or craving to feel death as the stories of them have so often implied but rather to pay their respects to the soon to be dead; putting their own lives on the line to