What Can Be Made of the Shrapnel
What can be made of the shrapnel
THE FRONT: PART 5
shrapnel splintered wood near scott's side and he felt a new surge of fear, he didn't want to die. then a shell whistled overhead and exploded near the support trenches, showering the fighting anthros in mud and shrapnel.
THE FRONT
shrapnel splintered wood near scott's side and he felt a new surge of fear, he didn't want to die. then a shell whistled overhead and exploded near the support trenches, showering the fighting anthros in mud and shrapnel.
Lying Figure In Mirror
_Second verse; Same as the first._ _Fingers green with rich infection, wayward veins of blank direction._ _Scrapping hope from broken minds, cradlingcurledcontentconfined!_ _Licking lips from blossomed hearts,_ _wistful whisp's and glazing...
Metamorphosis of Narcissus
_"Every man puts himself into God, and even God is a man, himself." -Anonymous_ Hmm? What's that you say? .... You mean this? I see. No one has ever asked that of me before. Why would you want to know about my life, my young friend? ......
Red Storm chapter 2
He fished around for the shrapnel, or whatever hit him, but all he was doing, he reasoned, was making it bleed more. he stopped and continued to hold on to his wounded leg. a couple minutes past, the two sitting silently under this tree.
THE FRONT: PART 12 (Last Part)
He buried them in the soft loam, not minding the pebbles and pieces of shrapnel that scraped against his fur. "thank you wynter." he said quietly and continued walking.
Watching for Giants
Her sharp eyes could see little traces of shrapnel deep inside the wound, and she realized she was bleeding, not intensely, but bleeding none the less. everyone told her the bombs would bounce off her fur like rain drops.
THE FRONT: PART 7
"you my friend, are lucky, the shrapnel merely tore some skin and fur away, however you did have minor stage hypothermia so we are keeping you for observation."
950 Tactical Demolition
"i'd bet you can tune this thing all the way up from a simple flash-bang, through several categories of shrapnel, to some sort of demolitions charge. unfortunately i have no idea how and it probably wouldn't let me."
That Others May Live
Mg until a mortar shell landed in our foxhole, and poor lou took almost all the shrapnel, if he hadn't been behind me handing belts off ammo to my loader i would have died for sure along with him and rudi. as it was my legs were full of shrapnel.
Fireteam 404, Saturday 13th October (Chapter one)
Projectiles flew past me, shrapnel embedding into my suit a piece cut across my visor. i crashed into the side wall of the warehouse with a crack. the heat then hit me it was enough to change the temperature inside my suit. then it was over.