david college days part fifteen and sixteen
After a long hard week of rest it was time to go home, david picked up the bill it was not that moth only 45 pounds and they set off home.
High Tail High Chapter 3: New Love
David winced and shut his moth, both paws reactively intwining with each other. "s-sorry sir." they both muttered.
For Who I Am Chapter 1 - Commission for Yeetkkt
The front of the building was dimly lit by old fluorescent lights, buzzed around by a small swarm of moths. a map of missouri was posted on the wall behind a pane of glass.
Sugarnauts!
I heard stories of imperials with giant moths and silly things like that... the legend of tatterdemalion and all that." "oh, about emperor reman? that's just some crazy man story, not real like khajiit.
Life From a New Perspective -Chapter Five - Back For More
"hey, one of the pack's mothe... ohh, was i interrupting something?" i looked back tot he tree line to see baldur standing there, shifting nervously. "nope, we weren't doing anything. what was it dad?" reenin said, standing up.
The Fireborn: Prologue
I drew conflict to me like moth to a flame.. somehow trying to beat me up was the way to prove you were tough shit. never worked out for anyone though.
Hope is like a shield.
And gods, it was tough being apprenticed to such a sour, moth-eaten, old-curmudgeon!
Ragnarok - V
Wrap it, perhaps, in a moth-ravaged cloak, or on its head a helm more verdigris than metal set. see it begin to stir, turn sightless face, and shuffle, raising slow a broken sword.
Ander - Chapter 7, Subchapter 88
Tattered strips of bloody leather flew from his teeth and fluttered down the steps like dead moths. ander could barely hear himself screaming over the animalistic grunts and crunching noises coming from banno's mouth. he couldn't keep going like this.
A Fleeting Moment PART 1 (Monitor Lizard TF Story) [Commission]
I ran my fingers past the set of dusty suits that still hung in my closet, the shoulders feeling like the powdery fuzz of moth wings while i searched for something to wear.
The Real Deal
Holographic projectors in the ceiling even made a moth flutter between the both of them. the room now smelled of pine, but _off_.
Seekers: Chapter Sixteen: The Dead Ship
Elise replied with a full moth, covering it and swallowing loudly, and continuing; "last thing i heard, the director was there." "should i ask how old this news is?" i asked, taking a large bite out of the bread and dunking it in my soup again.