Chapter 9 - This Seems Familiar
As i said before, we stepped through the vortex and found ourselves walking through a bright, white void of a place for just a few frames of a second but savorable enough for me to remember seeing it as a still portrait of empty hope.
Hedona Chapter 2 - Escape from Escapism
The one he saw framed in the mirror was zachariah, far from any romanticized self-portrait, brown eyes with no reflection stared out from their sunken holes, his tired skin hanged on his face like a rag.
Furries University Chapter 1: Going Away (V.2)
His paws outstretched and the scene was plucked from the wall, the portrait dusty around the frame. the fox was about average size, his hair lengthy and brown, the ends meeting at the middle of his back.
A Soldier's Heart Chapter Five: John
I scanned the rest of the pictures, which were mostly more family portraits, but one was of only derek and his father at a park.
Tangles - chapter3: Malls and Balls
He looked down and starred wide eyed at the 10 foot long portrait of a half naked male model. "ya, it's not quite my kind of place but it's perfect for you." eric said as he walked into the store. "come on."
Adair's new start- friendly reunion, and a new plan.
The house was rather nice on the inside, carpeted floor, a cabinet and mirror to the side in the corridor housing a few fancy glasses and sculptures with a family portrait to the opposite side.
Chapter 12 Quite Extraordinary
Aina kept to the shadows as she moved carefully past dour portraits, vases, tables, couches, and corner chairs. she knew exactly how to find white wanderer.
3:27 Silencing the Voices
Lost in thought over the painstaking detail of the portrait, a sudden thought hit openshaw. "you remember her?" he asked, feeling confused. "no." alias stated dryly. "this image has been seared in my mind with a _fucking_ branding iron.
Clue: Chapter 1 - Let the party begin!
The ground floor was a long hall that had many portraits of the owner, mr. bieber, who owned the bieber manor.
Fallout - Where Now?
Jaime examined them closely, looking between the portrait and my face several times. "so what do we need to do?"
[citation needed] - Thursday Prompt Story [#8, 23/2/23]
In a matter of seconds, a small virtual room was made on the computer, containing three screens: sophie's room, kayde's phone in portrait mode, and a third slot with tobias' icon pulsing in and out as the call request was sent.
An Empty Reality
First he woke up as a changeling, then he found himself lying on a marble floor in a grand hallway, and now he was staring at an awfully familiar stained-glass portrait of his favorite heroes. "no way," he breathed.