I Dreamt of Wasps - Chapter 18
#18 of i dreamt of wasps having waited months, working for the very institution he wishes to join, max is finally able to join the ranks of the academy, a prestigious institution which trains up magicians whose skills are highly coveted.
I Dreamt of Wasps - Chapter 17
#17 of i dreamt of wasps having waited months, working for the very institution he wishes to join, max is finally able to join the ranks of the academy, a prestigious institution which trains up magicians whose skills are highly coveted.
I Dreamt of Wasps - Chapter 16
#16 of i dreamt of wasps having waited months, working for the very institution he wishes to join, max is finally able to join the ranks of the academy, a prestigious institution which trains up magicians whose skills are highly coveted.
The Art of Mingling
I have fought, in paw-to-paw combat, arctic foxes and wasps ... in the case of the wasps, it was paw-to-stinger.
Joey & The Flying Machine Pt. II (2017)
Zig-zagging to maintain his forward view over the long nose, the doberman sat back listening to his double wasp burble ahead of him.
Tribe Wars: Replanning.
The disinfectant stung like a hundred wasp stings as he poured it, but he didn't mind. he gritted his teeth not knowing what the webbing had on it. he opened and closed his fist, making sure it was useful.
The Walls I Built
._ thoughts of ryan's roommate began to swarm his mind like wasps. ryan had met the bat junior year of his uneventfully bleak high school life.
406 Temporal Dislocation
"yes, well, unfortunately it's encouraged the same lot that were eagerly hanging on promises of a glorious organized rule for all eternity from kilseth's wasp-paper pyramid.
Ander - Chapter 6, Subchapter 82
Even when the snow came up to his knees, even when sharp pieces of ice blew against his face like angry wasps, he kept going.
Escovar
It pelted him relentlessly, stinging like a swarm of wasps. the entire lit up in a blurry mush from a blast of lightning, and he could make out the shapes of other figures scrambling on the deck.
Ander - Part 4: Subchapter 7
Wardo was the wasp, his tongue was the stinger, and his words were the dripping poison. "i bet his eyes and mouth are crawling with maggots, his putrid, festering body buzzing with flies, his fur crawling with beetles and ants."
The Local Weather
They beat back the arctic foxes, the wasps ... and us." "not jealous of 'em, are ya?" "the snow rabbits? no. i like them. i just ... we all know that the wasps are gonna try again. they'll get a new queen. and the humans? who knows about them?