New encounters
Taking some water out of my pack, i took a few sips and listened to the crickets chirp a soothing melody. "hopefully i'll have better luck in this next town" i thought to myself.
Dragon Story Ch: 2
crickets had just began chirping, the sky was a brilliant liquid gold, only a few tufts of pink tinted cloud were visible in an otherwise clear sky.
What is Love? - Part 3: Ending?
He heard nothing but the crickets downstairs chirping their magical song of rest. perfect timing! daniel thought, amused. now came the time daniel knew he would regret.
Ander - Chapter 4, Subchapter 16
She could hear the wind in the trees, the chirping crickets, and above all those, the snores. snores, snores, snores, all of them belonging to thick bastards sleeping oh so peacefully without a care in the world.
Tales of Shadowheart chapter 5
They found a nice, quiet field of flowers, the only sound being that of chirping crickets. the field had a nice view of the sky. shadow admired the view. she was afraid that she'd never see the outside again. it was a great relief for her.
SNEAK PEEK WOF!
"we got a message back from blue and cricket." starflight told her. "oh? what is it?" "the council, along with hazel and sequoia, have decided to send five dragonets of each tribe here." "fifteen more dragonets? that's going to be interesting."
Ander - Part 4: Subchapter 16
She could hear the wind in the trees, the chirping crickets, and above all those, the snores. snores, snores, snores, all of them belonging to thick bastards sleeping oh so peacefully without a care in the world.
A Dragon's Tale-Chapter 3-In The Results
After a few minutes of listening to the crickets and the frogs chirping outside,a deep sleep over took me.
Chapter 4: The Gorge
As she neared the edge the sounds of crickets nearby would help alert her if any were nearby. all she had to do was listen for their silence.
Gnoll Brigand: Prologue III
Their chanting drowns out the sound of crickets chirping in the night. "bonum, commune, communitatis." "bonum, commune, communitatis." they repeat this line a dozen times over, before one of their number interrupts to speak.
Our Story, Prologue
The only sounds are the quiet chirping of the crickets drifting through the open window and the rustle of the trees.
Another Night, Another Rift
The chirping of the crickets and the rustling of the grass did little to quell the churning feeling in forge's gut as he crept out of his apartment just an hour past midnight.