I've Lost Count of the Homes That I Have Lost
My years have worn onto the age i ought to put down root, or else accept my roots are all stillborn and never may my life look to bear fruit. perhaps if i were wise, i'd wed the road. i'd walk the night's limininal liberty.
Connection
My roots are plunged into the past, into the land, into the flesh, into the blood and into the soul. so many have come before me, be them people, great beasts or ancient trees, their marks shaping the soil where my roots ground themselves.
Please look up
I quickly grow tired of the same path, the same aspen leaves littering the ground, the same gnarled pine roots anchoring trees to earth.
Please Look Up (By Makyo)
I quickly grow tired of the same path, the same aspen leaves littering the ground, the same gnarled pine roots anchoring trees to earth.
Ander - Part 4: Subchapter 50
He could still see the mass of roots reaching down into the white abyss, twisting and curling around each other, but something was different now.
Thirteen Takes From Another World: Tenth Tale
The four mice found themselves beneath the roots of a tree that was atop a stream. they weren't able to get far before their path was blocked by a combination of rock and roots.
Tower of Ancients Chapter 2~The Land of Broken Dreams
He shouted as he dashed towards her voice._ several roots burst from the ground as they danced wildly as the statue's arms embraced raven tighter trying to shelter him from his pain.
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After having a look around i turned around and took a step back to see the lucky root tree in all of its magnificence. the tree was holding its ground firmly as always, and its leaves were starting to grow back.
Fugitive's Trust Chapter 4 Part 1 of 2
With no other way for him to dry off, he lay in the grass over the root cellar with his arms and legs spread out, turning from front to back periodically.
Soi Brothas: Part 3 and 4 - Drake Time
He was going to check if any of the root beers were cold yet.
We Don't Want You Here...
The roots were veins crawling from the tips of the trees to the roots, every second they pulsed, like a heart. bulging with some odd liquid that nanuk had never seen before.
We Can Be the Hero, Too
Tree roots rose from the ground to crush her, but her grasping hands of earth reached up to grab the roots back. it was magic versus magic, element versus element, but in kilik's fingers, it was really master against his own truest weapon.