Ander - Chapter 3, Subchapter 1
drums. drums, drums, drums... echoing through the woods, growing louder and louder, faster and faster. it was the song used by the tribe for times of battle. it was the song of _war_. the drums. "no..."
Surprise Drive - Part 1
The panther drummed her fingers atop her desk in an agitated fashion and glared at the phone sitting in front of her. it was because of _this_ thing that she was stuck here. she shuffled uncomfortably in her seat again.
Hawaiian Paradise
"drums." vlad says. "definitely drums." "you sure?" regina asks. "of course." vlad says. "we're songwriters. we know how to follow a beat." "and you just jinxed us."
Darkened Skies: Chapter 22: Dinner Date
His eyes rolled to lyndis, giving the woman a friendly nod and drumming his fingers on the table. “you know, when peace is finally achieved and all that. just be clear on _who_ helped the most."
A Dragon Slayer's Heart: Chapter 12 -Crimson Vengeance-
It was then that the drums came to a loud roll, signalling their impending demise.... it all happened in a slow trance-like motion.
Held High
Click-click-click…. click-click-click she drummed her fingers, claw tips clacking against the counter, eyeing the tv and the food she'd ordered in.
My New Life Ch1
._** **_okay, i had great the other day, i'm going to use (drum roll) derek! i realized i didn't use him that much and i wish i had. you're going to find out alot more about derek. its a bit short mostly because i want to see if you guys like the idea.
We Have Seen
I’m not a musician, but i can keep time on a drum well enough.
A Spare in the Trunk: Part IV
Jack drummed his fingers on the cardboard. the intoxicating smell of pepperoni and sausage made his mouth water. however, there was one problem. “lys? come here please," he said in an inquisitive tenor.
Refuge from the Storm
Rain drummed its fingers against the window rhythmically. the wind danced by, moaning artistically as the thunder beat its drum.
The Leaves of Fall Act 2: Fear the Nobodies (Part 2)
Notes was enough to take you away from this place \>you imagined yourself playing in one of those bands, not saying much on stage, but not needing to say anything at all \>all that confusion and heartache gone with the opening notes \>would you play drums
My Grandmother On Her Deathbed
Carotid artery finished drumming the tune of nan, an 83-year drum solo. the room fell silent as the picture she talked about for days of my uncle with long hair appeared on the digital picture frame.