The Patchwork Soldier Part VIII
He had a way of making his troops fight to the bitter end, making sure you paid dearly for every scrap of metaphorical ground. from what i could see, either valian had lost his touch, or we were being led into a trap.
Through Darkness - Chapter 1, What Remains (A Metro 2033 inspired book.)
He took out some of the scrap and other useful items that he found on his trip through the tunnels, and he quickly got geared up for the expedition out to the neighboring station.
Ander - Part 6: Subchapter 124
He held the scrap of cloth up for her to see, but she immediately shut her eyes and shook her head, rocking even faster than before. "no no no no no!" "you saw her, didn't you? where did she go?"
Leap of Faith
Levi fumbled the latches on the back, pulling out a scrap of paper. callie's face smiled back at him. he had dug through the trash the day that his mum tore the photo. found the missing scrap, crumpled and dirty but still intact.
The Dark City: A New Encounter
There seems to be a makeshift fence built around it; built with scrap metal and wire. it's defensible, but looks though as if it was taken down at parts.
The Wanderer: The Creation V2.0
"he was going to have our project scrapped. congratulations, you've been promoted to head developer. now get a team in there and grab that new born before we lose it." the leader demanded.
The Wardston Conspiracy
It's getting to the point where supplies can only last so long, and--oh, hey, check this out--that idiot fox managed to lose almost everything his team got from the scrap pile out of town.
Shayde's Story Chapter 4
She was a baker, and he had met her accidentally while following the cloak-scrap, destroying a pile of cakes she was carrying.
TOKYO ZONE Episode 3 Scavenger Hunt
"i don't know, but it looks like some sort of scrap wrecks." mai replied. "scrap wrecks?" tafu asked in a confused way. "whatever! we need to get out of here!!!" mai shouted out.
Experiment #1231: Appetite Supplement
#4 of scraps did this second-person warmup exercise maybe a year or two ago. kind of just a scrap of something, musing on goo-furs and the hijinks a particularly eccentric one could get up to.
stasis(poem)
Nbsp; i hear the sounds of sweet sympathy the silence is pure insanity i have lost all humanity all that remains is a wild beast stuck in a jail cell with nothing to eat he slowly begins to fade away as people forgot to feed him for days the only scraps
Ragnarok - XVII
Faintness and cold and suffocation washed over them both, for on the keystone there was hung a scrap with sigils in the lady's hand. the way was barred to any who had died.