My Guardian Demons - Part 1
It was a portrait of a friendly looking man with short red hair, red beard and wireframe glasses. it was the same man i had seen in the basement. i nodded at the officer. "his name was kendall duran", he said. "ever heard of him?" i shrugged.
A moment of decision
And, in the study of my home, where books of ancient lore recorded by members of my family were kept, there was a portrait, a portrait of the patriarch of the galnikin line, the first member of my family to join the slayers of auré.
Counter Earth Chronicles - Fallen Empire Chapter 2: If Not For You
As i walked through the exhibit some of the portraits disappeared only to reappear in two other galleries- one representing friends that had died during the cataclysm and the other those who had been taken by the entity."
Revaramek the Resplendent: Chapter Eighty
The walls were lined with portraits of the town's heroes. a loud, frantic knocking on the door drew mirelle's attention, and silenced everyone else. mirelle leaned forward to gaze at the door. "yes?"
A Long, Dark Road (Part 13)
Kath asked, looking around at what was likely several hundred portraits.
Helfer's Busy Day, Chapter 3
Even the portrait of king barris looked aged, as though the king himself were older, the paint faded. helfer padded to the window to see whether he could escape that way; some of the second floor offices were near trees.
Lament of the Moon S&H - Ch.04: Enter the Lowefangs - Ep.02
There was an old portrait of the last king of that era that especially got my attention.
The Stranger. Chapter 3.
All over the dark wooden panelled walls hung paintings, some containing portraits of older, sterner looking labradors, with the same piercing green eyes that owen has. i figured they were most likely his relatives.
16th Crescent Past Sadness
Reks made a small sound as i did and i glanced at him for a moment, his face sad as he stared at the portrait. i glanced back at the portrait and realized who it was, and why reks knocked it face down.
A Biography of a Human: Desolation
She looked past me and was surely gazing at the portrait of gernan that hung on the wall behind me. “gernan koff…my deepest sympathies to you for his passing,” these words put me at ease and filled me with a sense of trust.
Rift (Part 8)
It was a life size portrait. he looked a little younger, and he wore a military robe, with armor holding it tight: a single pauldron on his right shoulder, a polished breast plate, and a single gauntlet on his left paw.
Exposure - Chapter Two
"portraits, action shots, sports shots from crazy angles, technical illustrations... each one better than the last, and every one of them completely publishable." "you've got more than just skill, dox, you've got unbelievable talent.