Ander - Part 2: Subchapter 1
Everything around him was just a solid slab of blackness, stretching off into forever. he looked down, but there was nothing, just more of that empty blackness. did something happen?
The blink (Government views)
Temperatures below 1000 degrees make hexofid force itself to become solid and still shake. the solid hexofid breaks up into powder and starts producing heat. the colder the environment is the safer it is.
Meditation’s Peace
Closing my eyes once again, breathing once again, i got into a solid stance, as solid as the earth itself. feeling the beat beneath my feet, i focused on finding the rhythm of the beat beyond the vibrations. after a minute, i found it.
40,000 Feet & Falling
I'm flying for eight solid hours away from you. add on six more in time zones. it'll be tomorrow when i land. i left you in the airport at one o'clock in the afternoon. i'll be in my bed thousands of miles from you at one pm tomorrow. i won't have slept.
Ander - Chapter 7, Subchapter 93
Banno's eye, which had been shut in some kind of fervour (ecstasy or anger, it was impossible to tell) suddenly flew open, an accusatory ring of bloodied ice, and locked upon his gaze, singling him out and freezing him solid.
InterRealm - Chapter 5
She must have bounced back, obviously...people can't pass through solid objects! but only when they heard a cry from one of the bedrooms did they consider their eyes to have been telling them the truth.
Future Vision: Chapter 10
Harbinger is orbiting at 487 m/sec taking light fire from perusing cruisers firing solid compounds ."
Fire on the Beaches
"are you hurt solider?!' he barked in her face. dion could only stare back. he gave her a gentle shake. "i asked, are you hurt, solider!"
Wind of Change: Chapter 22
A solid.
The Warrior's Dove Ch: 16
The walk over felt like it took forever before we reached his cruiser; solid black, and that alone. no symbols, no words, just a solid midnight color that reflected the snow too well.
Points of View - Second Person.txt
Day in and day out, in a giant bowl of flying sand, digging every plot of solid dirt in search for water tables, filled with dusty liquid... and nothing to eat for months...
The Farmer
Only as time went on did he aware that the harder he struggled, the less... solid he felt. the more... malleable he became, like the surrounding creature.