A Story Never Told - Part 1 - Under the Holy Tree
The air was heavy with the scent of damp soil, cool and rich. ornaments of moss covered roots, songs of birds and the sound of rustling leaves all around.
Cosmic Stars - Chapter One
Together they walked back into the mountain tunnels and diverted into one of the living quarters built in the soil. tang sighed and sat on a cot built against the earthen wall.
For Dwale
Beneath that evening's breeze the sickly sweet and brazen scent of countless flow'rs awoke inside of you a darkened sleep of dreams dug deeper than the soil. oh, we are waking minds who missed that scent!
Embers of Dawn: Chapter 15: In the Shadow of Paws and Candor
A world where dragons and non-dragons didn't just share the same soil, but dreams. lives. love." a glimmer of pride shone in his eyes. “she believes it. i know she does.
The Human Species Ch.75 - Burning Tornado Torana
Lucario crashed down on the ground and immediately began to roll around in the sandy soil, feeling the pain of his body breaking down all over.
The Human Species Ch. 74 - Extremely Speedy Lucario
It sent a small patch of dust rising from the soil.
Scott's Remote | Chapter 1
From feeling the warmth of a freshly soaked diaper, to pleasurable struggle of being put in bondage whilst wearing a soiled diaper, unable to do anything about his current predicament, to the wonderful childlike freedom of just wearing a diaper and t-shirt
None So Vile 29: Wild Hunt
Heedless of her own soldiers, the gold dragon raised a leg, stomping down hard on the soil before her. dust exploded upwards as the frozen claws lanced from the soil. the wave of ice blew through her own men, killing half and injuring the rest.
Pursuit of Purgatory: Part one
But when i pushed down on it i found that the pipe only slipped a little ways into the soil before it stopped abruptly.
Surviving Solitude part 11
The morning sun shone over shadowed horizons, sweetening the slick, slippery fields of sown soil. today felt like a day of change, perhaps good, or bad? either way, there was no doubt something was of to come.
Chronicles of Nahia - Part 2
The hot sun beat down on the parched soil, eddies of dust picked up by the wind stinging dagda's eyes.
Cry Me a Murder, Part III - a Strange Crunching Underfoot
A clear set of prints was visible in the soft soil; someone had left by the window and taken two steps towards the lawn where the prints disappeared in the grass.