Minato vs The Darkness. The ultimate clash of Light vs Shadow
The darkness grinned and quickly weaved some hand signs before taking a deep breath. "fire style! great fire annihilation!!" he announced as he unleashed a torrent of searing hot flames toward minato.
Eyes of the Eagle
weave your plans in darkness if you wish, but know that nothing escapes farsighted gaze of the eagle. come with swords, with lances, with fire. nothing escapes the mighty griffin's ire. he has the courage of a lion.
Ander - Part 2: Subchapter 33
Up ahead, weaving and bending in the wind, were two intertwined oaks, discernable in the darkness only because of their unique shape. sarah has seen them many times when walking these woods. "sarah!"
2:9 Falling Away
"i wanted to be sure he was alone, so i waited for night to fall, then weaved my way through the underground. if he had backup, i had to lose them. i didn't want to lead them here of all places." "but you got his blackberry."
Don Quixote Complex
I will weave them together, i too contain multitudes a time and place that has yet to be seen. for us. for you, my muse, my juliet, my dulcinea, my beloved, the one who guides me a love for the ages that will shake the world wake the world.
Mortal Enemies
Mortal enemies * * * dance and weave taunt and deceive. escape the serpent's coils. never stop, never hesitate. or the king will have you as his spoil. - scream and cry hiss and fly. the second you pause is the second you die.
Confused Tempo (Otherwise Untitled)
The parrot's eyes were closed, his attentions focused to the warbling ebb of klaxons weaving their way in and out of the tempo.
From the maze to now
My story is a small thread, but one i am weaving once more, and soon you will remember a great goddess.
The Beginning Of Xrohne Part 2 Chapter #1
When james emerged on the top of the mountain at night he was wearing a straw necklace that weaved into his own fur collar.
Plum in... The Snow Demons of Winter
They were almost back to the village now, weaving between the rough log cabins that dotted the outskirts, toward the older whitewashed buildings that made up thew towns core.
Pt 10 - The Druid's Promise
At the end of the ritual, there seemed to be a magical cocoon that weaved itself over the dead sparrow... and a moment later, it returned... as a cardinal.
A troll after my own heart
It all blurred together, as the arcane threads weaved into a spell. one that led me to a wide room, with a host of clear crystals decorating the ceiling.