Writing Practice: Complex Combat Scene
Illuminated in the night by your wings and sword, your compatriots can see your wounds healing and bones knitting before their eyes.
Shadow of Joy - Prologue: A Pretty Troll
Splinters of fragmented memories tried to knit themselves together as the searing pain unwove them again. one of his arms was numb, like he was sleeping on it, but he was lying on his back. he lifted it and plopped it back down to regain feeling.
Throatwrecker: Patron Demon of Straight Razors
As her mind returns to her and the injured demon falls away, she shifts, her gout of blood returning to the strange blue clay it was made from, her arm knitting the semblance of flesh where spirit meets clay.
Quandro Llegare Al Bohio? (When Is my Return Home?)
From january to january, he worked the fields for the government providing for his close-knit pack of farmers, really a commune, the allotted amount of money they could be given merely to survive.
I was built for this...
His head knitting back together into a solid shape once more.
An April Funeral
You will find a blanket that she knit for someone, and you will wrap her in it. and you will place her on my back. i will bear her burden for the last time."
Have a Drink, Tauros
They stretched outwards and curled into broad, lengthy hook shapes, as the flesh around their bursting point quickly knit back together. at the same time, his jaw was creaking and cracking as it jerked forward and cramped up.
Warm and Cozy
The red panda finished the small pot of soup in silence as his boyfriend continued knitting his brow over his papers.
Wolfbann
She put aside her knitting and stiffly got out of the rocking chair to throw some more firewood in the hearth.
Blue Valley Underground - Part 06 - Eileen
Maggie knit her brow with concern, "are you sure you feel well enough?" "i feel much better now." "think hard about it, boy," warned logan, "you're a long way from home and you ain't got a coin on you.
Recollections (2021 Christmas Special)
She donned a white knitted winter cap atop her head, and put on her red coat, which had gold buttons. grabbing her purse and knitted gloves, nancy stepped out into the cold with her grandson, who helped her to his awaiting suv, a red tahoe.
Fallout Tales of the Wasteland Bitch Part 5
She moaned in relief the bones in her arm knitting back together and rapidly healing flesh ejecting the bullet from her arm. she groaned getting up rolling her shoulder to get the feeling back in it "i'm coming i'm coming."