Accompanied by Tornado Siren
That topless tower and tin-walled hovel both go down, that all the laws are soothless scrawl, that sons of man no longer care for truth. it has to happen sometime. why not now? what mankind plants, mankind must someday reap.
Thunderweaver Volume 1: Chapter 1: Courier Work
Alex got up and made his way to the cupboards and rummaged in them for a second, he was looking for the tin or the can for the right tea. "ah, there it is." unicorn exclaimed and set the tin on the table. "let me set it up, yeah?"
Cold Nights
I wrote in english class today insted of doing a stupid "about me" papers, i cant stand writing them they are boreing, but anyway i hope you enjoy it the sounds of distant thunder rolled in on the sleeping town torn by war, crime and poverty, in a small tin
Cold nights
Of doing some project where i have to write about who i am, i hate doing stuff like that so let me know what you think about this little short story the sounds of distant thunder rolled in on the sleeping town torn by war, crime and poverty, in a small tin
Cold nights
Of doing some project where i have to write about who i am, i hate doing stuff like that so let me know what you think about this little short story the sounds of distant thunder rolled in on the sleeping town torn by war, crime and poverty, in a small tin
Sonic X. The Wealth of Friends Chapture 2: The Feast
He grabbed a tin from his satchel, opened the tin to reveal a salve and put some on his wound before returning his tin back. knuckles, who remained largely quiet the whole time, asked "how is your shoulder and chest?
Unfinished Business part 1
"fox...you know...there are times when i miss being on this flying tin can." "and there are times when we needed you on a mission but that would be just you doing all the work while we lay back and watch." "ha!"
Layton's backstory part 2
There was no way his father would have gotten him the tin and copper he needed, much less the other bits of decoration.
Anima: The Camping Trip Chapter 3
In his mouth was one of the food tins, torn forcefully as the contents leaked onto his paws. he grunted louder once he spotted me, dropping the tin held in his paws. "russel! what are you doing?" russel blinked and shook his head lightly.
Fallen Angels, Part seven - See Daniel Run. See Daniel Kill
"tip the tower of tins and win!" he waved at me with a pasty hand that clutched a worn _mr. babache_ juggling ball. i slipped him a dollar bill and took the ball. i immediately felt the ball was loaded.
Inali The Bumbling Pirate
Trolley sees the metal tin shining in the moonlight, and jiggles it out of inali's hands, thinking it a knife. the tin hits handle first, shoving the box open and letting the sand spill out wit the coal.
A fox and his lamp. *short story*
His marls and paws slwoly begin to fuse with his green body as it slowly gos into a shade of brown as small runs form on his tinning body, he was as thin as a pole as he groans a bit he felt him self split into two, then three separate plants, then everything