Hiding Away PREVIEW
A roughly hewn table and chairs, a makeshift bed that looked like it might have a few inhabitants within the bedding, and some wooden bowls and utensils. it would have to do.
Rose's Deflowering
Ten million people were scattered across the globe in pockets of makeshift civilization. some live in small tribes, returning to their primal roots. others live in huge, makeshift cities run by corrupt warlords. earth was a battlefield.
Blast From the Past: Chapter 1
During a break in the gunfire he heaved the rhizard over his shoulder and staggered down the makeshift street between the tents and small buildings of their camp.
Going Out
I was worried that one of us would end up twisting an ankle once the makeshift snowshoes came apart mid-stride. that meant heavy, sweaty walking in our thick clothing, our boots sinking deep into the snow.
Twisted Night: Chapter 7
The morning sun pierced the low hanging clouds making the dragoness squint her eyes before casting her fiery glare at the dog sized birds lurking within the many trees scattered around the makeshift home.
Second Chances - Chapter 1
These makeshift masks lasted for a small amount of time but they could not filter the air completely as they were starting to feel the side effects of the gas.
The Witches: Formula 93
\*frrrrttttttttttttt\* the billowing gas blew hard enough to flutter the rear stage curtains, the massive drapes catching his disgusting, odious flatulence like a makeshift sail.
Against All Odds: Part 31 - Sands of Time
He stood up from his seat atop the polished wood tabletop, holding the empty metal thimble serving as his makeshift bowl.
The Clash of Steel
He had several furs lying in a heap - a quick, makeshift bed, but still comfortable and warm.
The Broken Road, pt. 1
I took it eagerly, letting him help me down from the makeshift shelter.
The Halo: Chapter One
The frozen gusts of wind bit through the makeshift coat the man had made to feebly fight off the cold before meeting the bristle like fur beneath. his large ears folded flat beneath a thin hood that barely covered the top of his head.
A second midieval birthing.
After they wash the mugs in a makeshift sink that was more in reality akin to a bucket, the human and equine then look at each other's chest area and the human says to his horse pet "my... your chest has grown... a bit."