Evil Quill-Weave:Invisibility (Part 3)
#36 of prequel evil quill-weave is up to her evil ways again. i'm sure this won't backfire on her horribly. evil quill weave pt. 3 she opened the letter from her tailor in the imperial city immediately upon receipt from the courier.
The City of Lost Heaven: Chapter 24
weaving turns around and steps back towards my desk. "we'll be blunt.
Christmas Short Stories
Her tails rippled in agreement, weaving around my body. i was unprepared for the magical fox to tackle me to the floor in a happy hug, but i smiled just the same hugging her back. "merry christmas." she said contently.
Furry Dreams
--- while kait and abby watched the purple scaly, i went outside onto the porch, and sat in one of the white metal weave chairs at the white metal weave table. i could still see the twins, so i was good to go.
MHO - The Cult of the Crimson Isles - Chapter 16
And that leads me to... the weave." everyone gave him varying looks of confusion. "the weave?" lykou asked. "what weave?" "well, that's what we jarzin call it anyway.
Fate
She extended her spindle, and began to weave extensive tapestries, her horns as the distaff. when she weaved she fully surrendered her thoughts, her creative whims one and the same with all of theros and sometimes beyond it.
Ander - Part 2: Subchapter 3
The sun shone through the weave in hundreds of tiny white pinpricks of light, highlighting the strands as they flowed over and under each other in countless little squares. "it's the other wolves...
The Narrow Road in Morning Light
Truthfully, it had been years since she'd used one, and she knew she'd be the slowest in the room--but she made no mistakes, even subtle ones, in her weaving.
Embers of Dawn: Chapter 13: A Spoonful of Chaos
The weave trembled and bucked beneath his touch, threads were soon snapping and recoiling with violence. "wait, that’s not—" he gasped, alarm surging through him as the weave suddenly surged outward, uncontrolled, volatile.
Prologue: Troubled Dreams
Through the canopy (and cockpit displays), the pilot saw the enemy spin and whirl, almost impossible to follow as it neatly dodged every single blast of bright red fired upon it, while the pilot's craft moved just as quick, instinctively dipping and rolling, weaving
Goodbye, Tomorrow; Chapter One: City of Lights, City of Death
Katz moves to the right, stepping onto the crowded street, and begins weaving through slowly-moving vehicles as drivers hurl insults and obscenities towards him.
Ander - Part 6: Subchapter 88
They swarmed across the snow, weaving between jutting pieces of rock and dead branches like water breaking upon a riverbank, but dorin didn't care. their roar was like the voice of death itself, come to swallow him whole, but dorin didn't care.