Shell
Art picked up the shell and examined it, but it appeared to be an ordinary shell, dull blues and cyans following the spiral of the shell.
Breaking the Shell
As i worked something occurred to me, bruce was right in a way my shell needed breaking. of course i had to thank melody and brianne for helping me overcome such a hurdle. the end.
Of change and shells
He started the growth of her tail and shell. the shell was a trait amongst all koopas, but koopas tend to grow them when they're developing.
Surging Tides: The Tunnel
Zeke moaned softly into the kiss, wrapping his arms around his partner's broad shell and pulling himself closer.
Shell Shocked and Loving It
It was now one human male, and in the place of the female, there was a rather hard shell. inside the shell was a snoring reptile of the turtle persuasion. jon-tom woke immediately.
Shell, Skin and Fur
He pulled the pillow over the opening to his shell. he could see how ole clothahump found pulling himself inside to escape outside threats a reasonable practice, all except that time the thieves broke in and threatened to pour hot mud down his shell.
Shelled and Covered Life
As life's consumed by flames of desire i feel the tears crawl down my emotion burning shells cov'ring soft interiors been there for so long, knew not how to feel.
Shell Shocked
“alenia called it shell shock and battle fatigue when she spoke to me", sasha said. “ptsd", james said. “what is that?" sasha asked.
[Draconicon] The Shell Shop
Rather useless for a helper shell, but for one that seems destined to be a pleasure shell instead, it is quite suitable."
Better
The echoes of an explosion reverberated around Alyssa's apartment. It rocked the dining room table and set the pictures rattling in their frames on the walls. Grandmother teetered in her urn on the mantle. She'd fallen off last week, and Alyssa had...
The Last Shell
He set about preening the slime and bits of egg-shell from his body, working by taste and touch. nothing could account for the strange situation in which he found himself, but he was alive.
Snail's Pace
He sat there on the cafeteria floor as his shell filled in, the size of a living room chair. as the shell hardened, patterns began emerging. thee were spirals and splotches, flecks and shapes.