Dust.
When day turns to night, The world continues to spin, On and on it goes. Never once resting, Till everything turns to dust, Till love turns to hate.
Seeking history part three
"uh, i think that's just how think the dust is." saul replies. "good thing we have these suits, i don't think we could breathe with all this dust here." brackston says.
Mystic Sword (Fidget and Dust TF/TG)
"dust! wake up!" joseph says trying to shake the fox awake. "wh-wha...?" jessica says groggily, bringing up a hand to his head. "fidget? what happened?" "well dust...you uh...fell." fidget replies with a small giggle.
Dust in the Wind. Dust in my Lungs (PMD:WNA #2)
I shut my eyes as dust and debris sparked against my hide. my arms encircled the two of them, pulling them close to me. holding on to them for dear life as dust filled my nose and scrapped the metal shell that protected us.
New Blacksmith in Town (Haley TF/TG)
As a huge fan of "dust: an elysian tail" it was a pleasure to do. one of my favorite games of recent years. terry was an aspiring businessman.
Dust
Her sickness eventually got worse and i could no longer be able to see dust i missed her constantly. then i got a letter in the mail it was from dust what i read made me sob heavily.
When the Dust Settles
Alex took it and owen pulled him up, helping to dust off his digital-pattern fatigues. red dust came off in clouds as they sought to clean themselves up a bit.
Dust, Blood, and Fur (Teaser)
He picked himself up a few inches before falling back to the dust. there was nothing now. he wasn't going to survive, to get revenge, to save his sister, to even see the downfall of red water.
Dust and Echoes - Epilogue
There's nothing left on this planet but dust and echoes, of mankind's futile struggles and victories.'..." "that's beautiful. i don't think i've heard that one before, and that's a rare thing."
Chapter Five: Yowling in the Light
"is he a dust bunny?" he asked curiously, his mind beginning to wander to the female sitting on him. "dust bunny? hmm....are you a dust bunny?" aimee said absently. she then turned promptly and asked the dusty "ball" in her hands.
Mothers of the Savanna
The savanna was calm as the orange radiance of evening slowly set into the dull purple of twilight. The long strands of dry grass swayed in the light breeze, like rippling waves of silver over the ocean of parched vegetation. Above, the stars began to...
Prologue to The kings of Dust
Spotting the first sign - a bush dusted with ice on the far side of the clearing that bore a few flecks of the same ominous crimson, as though an injured quarry had run past.