Hood and Boots
Traveling first with just brek and now also yda and babolax meant that he was sleeping with his boots on and his hood carefully adjusted over his head.
George Fox's Boot Log
I decided to leave her alone and return to her boot. urgh! but i couldn't leave her shrunken! i shrunk back into her loving boot and decompressed the living spaces once again. the emergency failsafe worked when sly toppled the whole boot over.
The Servant Cat
He had slaughtered the family cat to get my attention, offering his father's boots as compensation. the boots his father had been buried with. he wanted wealth, power, women.
A Fish out of Water - Chapter 3
The gravel crunched under my boots as i spun back around for a second opinion. "hmmn; must've been t'at' storm-surge we had last week; i doubt a rickety wooden bridge could survive it."
Chapter 1- Boot Camp
Morning. That most dreadful time of day, the part where your alarm or mother tells you that you need to begin it. That time where you leave behind your dreams, the ones where you have your Destiny Mark, telling you what you are going to be good at. I...
Ch. 8: Boot Camp
Chapter 8 - boot camp 8th day of aegis 117 i.e. after his two month stay in solitary confinement, bartholomew was shipped off to the military training grounds east of olaraa, called hell's crucible.
Legacy Sampler #14: Armored dragon possession+TF
He points his light every which way as his soft leather explorer boots echo across the soulless resting ground, monopolizing his eardrums.
Legacy Sampler #11: Wolf O’Donnell mascot TF
He grabbed the large boots with silver blades running all down the front, and slipped his feet in. surprisingly, they fit in quite easily, and the insides felt oddly squishy... and so very comfortable.
RoKo! Chapter one: a series of unfortunate events.
The woman behind the HR desk looked at my resume, then at me, then back at the resume. "Well". She finally spoke. "Well"? I echoed. She pored over it a few more seconds, but I already knew the answer. "You just don't have what we are looking for in an...
Preview of Mana-arachnid. May 23 Monthly.
Slaying the spider was one thing, yet when the boots she received as a reward turn out to be cursed, she stumbles into the slain spider's snares... she felt something off several paces later.
The Breegull Boat Part 4: Never squat when tired.
A most unusual event happened that morning. Or whatever time it was. The engine quieted, shouting happened, and a heavy yank indicated an anchor had found a home. An event that nudged her off of the sheet she used as bed, enough so that she could wake...
The Breegull Boat Part 2: The non-garbage barge.
And with those wading boots on, she had no nimble feet to attach. with her feet clenched around, she moved to rub her eyes clear of the drool. it was then that one of her long speculations given a datapoint; it wasn't glue in those boots.