À la découverte de ses sentiments
Bon, ça ne rime à rien de rester planté comme ça sur le palier... il tourne la clef et ouvre la porte. * * * à l'intérieur, il ne voit personne. il se demande où est passée kayla, mais ne s'inquiète pas outre mesure.
A Beast for Breeding 1
The man in there was holding a glowing brand worked into what looked like a noble's seal--but seemingly not wanting to try heat against a dragoness, it instead glowed with enchantment, the metal a vivid color that rimed the very air around it into frost.
Counter Earth Chronicles Fallen Empire Chapter Chapter 37: Stranger In The Woods (Places Both Known And Unknown Part VI)
We tottered along ice-rimed cliffs where snow hid fatal crevices. we often found ourselves lost- many times! \*scribble\* \*scribble\* "russell be quiet! you are making too much noise." "i am sorry commander." "what are you writing?!"
Mjolland Ch.1
Not content to merely kill off the living, the rime frost sapped the very warmth from the air. the dying breath of the jorgumand twisted the northern pole into stark, jagged and lethally cold wastes.
Commission Sweatybirb
Bulky, muscled arms tested themselves again, this rime rusty was able to slip behind his best bro and start a full nelson. but with the height difference. it was inevitable that his avian rod would slip into that sweaty, muscled.
A Curtain Falls Over Furdom 12: Risks
Again, every pane and shard of glass was rimed on the -inside- with strange, slowly retreating frost. every drink in the refrigerated cases sparkled with withdrawing frost.
A Warm Bed Chapter 2
\* starring: frost rime borealis as scott phil anthro pist as jeffery anderson \* if you'd like to go say hi to phil, he's got an account
Pruning The Trees of Reality
The bobcat observed, glancing at an analog clock rimed with neon lights. "yes it is lou, however, i think the real question is: are we ready?" lou, the bobcat, shook his head. "i don't have anymore a clue as to the answer as you do darryl."
Into the White
Ribbons of powdered snow ghosted between the ruts, slithering across diamond-studded dunes of white and leaving behind wisps of pearly rime. they hissed and recoiled as a swift shadow blurred past them.
Chasing the Sun - Chapter 31: The Memories We Make
_ _this is a common short poem (singular "rím", plural "ríme", english "rime" or "rhyme") in south icelandic. there are many short poems in south icelandic, some are hundreds of years old.
The Distant Year - CHAPTER 12
"_ the trio advanced back into the icehouse, the spot they had been standing at damp and dripping from the flash-melted rime near the door.
Humdrum
Now on her hands and knees she fumbled until she found the small-rimed glasses and replaced them. as she did the elevator doors behind her and the elevator rung out her floor.