RH3 Incoming
It's very near to completion, but i want to make sure i get it all as clean and polished as i can before i start posting.
Chapter I: A Drink Called Loneliness
* * * kaeden hung his head in his paws, staring at the polished wooden surface of the bar, his own murky reflection staring listlessly back at him. a shot glass full of cheap rum sat beside him, untouched.
Desecrated by Desertion
Their scales hadn't been polished in ages; their claws were dulled and cracked. the wrought iron doors were dented from abuse, attacked both inside and outside, and no longer closed from their abuse.
Found and Lost
Fennec breathed upon the silver, and polished it with a corner of his new vest. then, in a surprise gesture, he held it against his heart, pressing it firmly into his own fur.
Moonshine and Kitkat
As if on cue, a waiter approached, the clack of his polished shoes barely audible amidst the ambiance. "can i get you anything else, mr. moonshine?" the waiter inquired, his voice polite yet slightly wearied.
Beautiful
Like a flute made out of clear wax like fresh polish on an old tenor sax like an old barfly who remembers how to sing like a fragile crystal bell with a celestial ring like childhood's shining toy ball like someone named after alcohol like giving
Chapter 6: Time to Brock and Roll
“use rock polish!" brock orders out.
The Prettiest Princess
He grabbed some cosmetics he did recognise: nail polish, eye shadow, and a tube of lipstick, all varying shades of blue. he flopped down onto the carpet, cross-legged, and placed the items on the floor in front of them.
"The Thin Line," Part G
The ladies (even the one with the ear trumpet) were eager to chat with him, and the colonel was all polish and manners with them.
A Hag's Harrowing Discovery (HMOFA)
~170 words \>see that a new family moved in next door and they have a teenage son with them \>polish my yellowed tusks and ruffle my hair \>pull some panties up my unwashed crotch fluff \>put a thin lacy bra over my sagging breasts, ensuring my
Letter to Wife.
So i’ll say it plainly… your hair glows more brilliantly than the best-polished weapon, more radiant than the sun that beats upon the delvarian sands. the way you cure ailments, you are as a warrior on the battlefield.
Luca's Story Ch. 3
Ahead was her father's desk, made very much in the same way of the rest of the room, with heavy mahogany panels along with a desktop glossed and polished so well you could see your reflection in it.