Ander - Chapter 2, Subchapter 33
roots poked at her back and scratched at her neck like gnarled fingers. at least she was out of the wind. there was that to be grateful for, at least.
Safe Harbor (3/3)
"here i thought i was going to find you rooted to the ground somewhere, instead here you are walking around."
Southern Free Agents, Ch 5
It was well kept for the most part, with a simple path stretching from the main front door to a small root cellar around the side.
"Slenderman"
The moon lit his way, the path he took every other night, just enough to see each little detail of the trees and each small root that would have otherwise caused him to trip. all of the sudden, completely out of nowhere, roger's gut told him to run.
High school through my eyes: Pt. 12
The two brutes ran right by him and headed straight for the roots. there foot-paws were entangled by the lifesaving roots, causing them to trip forward. one howled as his ankle dislocated from its socket.
Serval and Sheep (Chapter 32)
._ priya disembowels the clovers from the soil with a root-snapping crunch. with dull eyes, she hold the miserable dirt clutter of weeds above her, gazing into their capillary-like roots. that's not all of them.
Ander - Part 2: Subchapter 33
roots poked at her back and scratched at her neck like gnarled fingers. at least she was out of the wind. there was that to be grateful for, at least.
Life as a anthro chapter 1 billy the orphaned dino
You must go to root town. ok...root...town." he said with his dying breath. he went limp in his arms bill got up onto his feet sad that his teacher and loyal friend died. "looks like it's just you...and me." a sinister voice said behind bill.
The Downward Spiral
Some ancient, feral instinct flashed through the roots. this wasn't an invitation to fight, not a threat implied or invited. this was claiming her territory.
A Far Green Country
I gather rough fieldstones from the deep woods and place them circled close around the roots. and then i look, considering. it is rough, yes, but not unfitting so, and i know not what more there is for me to do. so will i wander back.
Christmas in Devout America
However, the greatest victim of devout america's rewriting of history was saint nicholas himself, whose iconography found influence rooting all the way back to the norse allfather odin.
Chapter Two - A Change For The Better
Sighing to myself, i bent the roots in the opposite direction, pulling my legs free. the roots were spiny, and it hurt to remove them, but i got them off. standing up, i brushed dirt and leaves from my clothes.