Story of Kelta - Prologe
Kelta w?a?nie sprawdza? podwozie pojazdu. - Podaj ósemk?. Dzi?ki. Przyjrza?a si? poluzowanej nakr?tce. - Psia krew! Czy tylko ja patrz? po czym je?d??. Kurwa ma?! Wymieni?a kolejn? cz??? wys?u?onego pojazdu. - A to co kurwa! Bluzka szarpn??a za korek....
Embers of Dawn: Chapter 29: Polished Welcome
Inside waited a hall of mirrors and marble, every surface polished until the room seemed carved from frozen moonlight.
Varnish
We should pick out some polish for my nails too, shouldn't we?" “yeah…" robin giggled. pink and blue flashed in his mind, and he felt those colours join in with the purple and gold. “looks like we're going on a little shopping trip after this, huh?"
[SNEAK PEEK] Varnish
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Half Horny Fledgling
You have to polish them constantly to look good, but if you go on a diet or suddenly fall sick, that can make them entirely shed off. you're not sick, are you?" "i'm not sick," atlas confirmed.
The Art of Caring for Horns
"a final thing that will help with keeping them looking good and gentlemanlike is to polish them once a week." tobias was surprised. polish your horns? that sounded absurd! why would a gentleman polish his horns?
Embers of Dawn: Chapter 36: The Dawnfire Intrigue
One might think you polished your rules with the same care you polish your ego.” sapphire ledger sputtered like a boiling kettle. “i—my—that is—” “flattery,” ardanth assured lightly, waving a hand. “such diligence deserves appreciation.”
A Fledgling’s First Hunt
"and possibly also polishing scales. have you even polished your scales this week?" jarzyl glanced down at her own amber-orange scales. "no? i've only ever tried polishing my scales once or twice in my whole life, let alone this week.
Embers of Dawn: Chapter 7: Feathers and Fights
Tables here were broad, circular things of dark-polished wood, their edges thick and rimmed with subtle carvings of wind-currents and leaping prey.
Twisted Night: Prologue
She chuckled to herself, carrying herself with pride and passing two orc guards adorned in the brightest of chainmail, looking as though they had spent the last few hours polishing it.
Embers of Dawn: Chapter 27: When the Curtain Rises
He massaged her wrist delicately, as if polishing divinity itself. veltheris closed her eyes. “that’s it,” valcagor cooed. “go on, sweet thing. rub her scales where she likes it.
Embers of Dawn: Chapter 25-26
“d‑does that mean… no polishing your spikes?” “there will be no polishing,” he replied gently. “should we not wipe your paws?” “keep the cloth. keep your backs straight.” “tail massage?” asked the kobold, almost a plea. “not today.”