Chapter 7 - Story Time
The night grew darker as the sparks from the fire danced with the rising smoke. each of us had a story to tell, and one was to be the scariest, most frightening story that could possibly be imagined.
Wind and Mountains: Chapter Two
So baka had all the females of the tribe together for a cultural display of fire dancing. that night the moons were big and bright and the skies were clear, there was nothing but the thrumming rhythmic glow of twirling fire batons and flails.
The Nexus Island Resort - Day Seven
As the fire dancer continued to do his show the dragon began to see what the joke was as he felt the tingling spread through his body and when it reached his fingers they began to lose their color.
Knot Your Average Elevator Sequel
The fire danced and swayed, its gentle warmth filling the otherwise still atmosphere.
His New Pterodactyl
._ he struck a pose with one hand on his hips, the other outstretched with fire dancing between his fingers. he flicked them around like a magician with coins, looking around the room. "ridley, come on out.
Leurheart (Chapters 7 and 8)
A few fireflys were flying and flickering around the camp and the flames of the fire danced gracefully in front of us, giving warmth, and comfort. i was so relaxed, and maybe a little bit tired.
Story Give-Away 1: The Hypno-Cake - By Draconicon
The icing was white and reflected the light a bit, making the fires dance in his vision in a very pretty way. at the top of the cake were two little spiral things.
A Master's Lesson
I told him or trish the fire dancer, malcom the grand, and of the misadventures we had. i talked about all that i had learned and seen, of the world outside the sanctuary. we laughed, we laughed for hours.
EROTIC TALES OF CYBERTON: Volume 1
.** **once home, the old and tired bot had sat down in his favorite comfy chair and watched the fire dance in the fireplace. kup started to fall asleep, only to be jolted awake by a wet nose in his crotch.** **"hmmm....i wonder?"
The Seventh Realm 57
Looking below her, there sits manny on the purple tinted grass, with a small fire dancing before him. the wood crackles and pops as he waves, a little smile on his face. “how did you get past me without waking me up?" she asks.
It can still pick up
As the fire danced and grew, chasing away the cold and warming the lovers, karl stroked the large bear he loved and roy reached back to hold the dog he loved in return. stroking through the white bear fur was a single band of gold around one finger.
Never Eat Fresh Pumpkin Seeds
The way the fire danced inside those eyes was random, chaotic... but also strangely soothing, like staring into a crackling bonfire.