Dog Day Afternoon
When he finished the portrait he closed his sketchbook and spun his desk chair around to face the golden boy who was already setting his book aside. "wait, no! my job!"
Chapter 4: The Forsaken
On the night stand i noticed a family portrait. he walked over and grabbed it. "i miss these days." in the portrait his mom and dad were arm in arm and all the kids were smiling.
A Paw-Painted Love
"but i'm trying to paint your portrait. i need you," she said, holding him in place (for a few seconds more), and then getting back up ... and backing away, nodding slightly. "i need you to sit still." field arched a bit.
Good Enough/Crossroads Chapter 4
"he still needs to finish unpacking his boxes and stuff," david answered, "and he also has to do a portrait of you." "a what?" chance and michelle said at the same time. "a portrait," david repeated. "do a good job."
Careful What you buy: The Big Suprise
Sally shouted as she gazed upon her portrait. "you really are a wonderful artist; i'll never understand why you don't do more with it." the raccoon scratched his head in embarrassment at her compliment.
Yaz Buraldkin, the first King of Abun
To the enitian artist nal'elda ryndra of the peboya clan to make what later became as one of the most famous imaginary portraits of yaz, that we can see above.
Promise? Chapter 8
What he found was a portrait of his father, young, with a woman with long blonde hair...and red eyes. she also had nine tails behind her. the boy was shocked by this, but continued to search.
A Different Kind of Fox Hunt
._ the grand hall looked all too familiar to healmsley, it had barely changed at all save for the change in portraits.
Kaotic beginnings - A Kaos Army story - Chapter 11
Earth generals would have finely detailed maps of the world, a few ally flags, some framed portraits of themselves with their families, and certificates of commendation or bravery.
Rewind
I looked down at a portrait, and i almost stumbled backwards.
The Stonehouse Mysteries 1.4 - The Malicious Masquerade
I glanced at the portrait that had so discomfited her, but then the doors ahead were opening and closer examination was prevented. i remember there was an impression of dirt, of oily grey and brown walls.
The Stonehouse Mysteries 1.3 - The Malicious Masquerade
All we need is for there to be a pair of eyes staring at us from a portrait and we'll be set." i glared at the nearest oil painting, which refused to bow to the cliche. "at least it is only two days though.