Fragment's of Life's Heart - Transitions
With a few twists, some clicks, and an audible creek of the old hinges, she lifted the lid. she put the key back in the nightstand before looking down in the trunk. it was all of her clothes.
eternal night
Further we wonder as the wind blows causing the ancient oaks to creek and crack giving new rhythm to the world. as if they became ghostly instrument playing a song that only the earth itself could truly understand.
The End and The Beginning - Chapter 2.5
As they both entered the room it let off a creeking sound, showing off just how old it was. when they got there, the teacher was already there and waiting. "be seated" he said in a low and harsh voice.
Day 43 8:04 AM 1/5/2023-Chapter 12-Mountian City Massacare
I drove from the campsite through the forested area and turned onto little lane and then onto the familiar steele creek park road. i followed it for about a mile or so and then turned onto steele creek drive which led me back to blountville highway.
Daisy and Boss: 3 - Savior of Lambs
What had been a swift creek was now an angry rushing rapid of brown ugly water. "across that?" boss asked, dubious. daisy felt a fission of fear. "i've never seen chester creek get that high..."
Be Careful What You Wish For - Chapter One -
Finally, the gully flattened out, and the creek wove its winding way off to the south-west, so raefox continued to follow, creating a mental map as he went.
Amber Silverblood: Silverpack, Chapter Thirty
He gestured towards the creek with his nose, and so i padded over to the same hole the buck had made in the ice and dipped my face into the water.
The Weight: Chapter 14
Garth stepped back and allowed his father to go first then followed and found that a group of wolves was making haste for the creek.
Antler to Antler - Part 4
Bracken finds himself by the creek and sits down, looking down at his reflection. maple (v.o.): brute force... like that's the only thing that matters. ext.
Ebb and Flow
Some on the creek-side." "bats can't swim," she told him. "they can't follow us, then." "azure, i can't swim," she said, almost frantically. "i can," he told her. a swooping, swift attack.
Clown Mare 6-1
Spiras cross walked down in the basement as the stepped made a soft creek. "sighs this is not the best of my works. rumor has it that this place was the best for coffee."
Vespers
Seeing the heron stalking at the creek, or ... all the blues above. all the greens beneath. the quiet and the questions. the ones that needed no answers. the quiet, lilting kinds. and the breeze like vespers.