Six Feet Under
Dirt falls over my sneakers, caking my socks and soles with fresh, damp earth. it's heavy on my feet, but that means freedom. i turn to face the new opening.
The Coming of Spring
I squat down to the child's eye level and rub her damp head. "sweety i didn't get you the family, they fell in love with you; and i'll miss you too. however i'll be back before you know it."
Fateful Encounters!
"so then why do i smell something burning, nothing in this damp cave could be causing that smell..." "what do you mean burning? i don't smell anything."
Track and Field: Part 24 - Fix You
He's so tense, and--_ _"you're burning up, honey," i sputter, quickly tucking a loose strand of my hair behind an ear before laying my palm on his forehead...which is damp...and hot, too.
A Beast Learns To Live - Chapter 14
Make sure to keep that cloth cold and damp. make sure she's drinking a lot of water and eating those oranges." he looked up at her. she sighed through her nose and her eyes narrowed as she looked at him.
Alice Dippleblack in On The Run Chapter 7: Puffball Tea
But the wood around here is so damp," says alice, surprised. danahlia grins down at the mage, "yup.
Alice Dippleblack in On The Run Ch4
Alice gets up, walking over damp floor boards, to open the door. water still drips readily off every exposed surface but the clouds have all moved on, making way for the shining sun. alice takes a deep breath, enjoying the freshness of the damp air.
It All Starts Here Chapter 2
Morris knew what was going to come next, he turned to look at james and said "do that again, please" james shuffled on top of morris as he lay down on the now suddenly damp grass and before you knew it they both shared the same special moment at the same time
Why I haven't uploaded in ages 1-1
The walls feel damp and there is a smell of mould in the air. as your eyes begin to adjust you notice a door at the other end of the room. there is a small stagnant puddle on the floor.
Glass heart pg 1
I truged through the night, it was pouring rain, cold damp rain. i walked through the road, my paws clanking on the hard cement. my long waist long red hair danced behind me like fire, my blazing green eyes half closed using the rain to cover the fact that
Drops of Note, Soothed Evening (Otherwise Untitled)
damp scales resting against the stiff hotel comforter that smelled strongly of polyester and starch, randy leaned over to snatch and toss the knife into his travel bag.
Culling the Fold
God became hope and fell like a damp rain, but the face of the world was dry. those people were too far gone, too far going, too far vanished. the lights dim around them slowly. they will not be flooded nor will they be plagued.