He who said a Prayer
"anne sharmin, she was one of the trainers that got caught in that blast at sycamore's lab," dillon answered. "oh."
Chapter 1: Goodbye Willowdale
The campus also featured a number of massive trees, oaks, maples, sycamores, and beaches, though none of them were as ancient as the architecture itself.
No Thanks Required, Part 7
In the boughs of a sycamore, we howled at the moon. i was smoothing my paws over her, spent in my lap, when i worked up the courage to share something else. "anne marie, there's something i have to tell you about myself.
The boy who fell through time
I passed under a sycamore tree, the clock reached midnight and at that moment i felt something strange, a strange yet familiar sensation. - what the hell, i think i passed this way already, i must be tired.
Ebb and Flow
Halfway up a sycamore tree. she scanned the area. it was night, the dead of night. and not even the moon was out. she took a deep breath and fired off a few echolocation bursts, which squeaked out into the black. bouncing back to her.
Under Electric Moon
Near the sycamores. near the creek. huff ... puff ... field's breath starting to run away from him. he didn't want to stop her. they were exposed, but ... he didn't care.
The Assignment
"everyone is acting like this is easy," another bat, also male, said, stretching his wings in front of a sycamore-fueled wood-fire. the membranes, in the glow of the flames, appeared almost translucently powder blue.
A Confession and Repression
The desert lots turned into grassy yards and the cactus turned into palm trees, box elders, black oak and western sycamore. the houses grew fancier, more modern and the cars parked in various drive ways became ritzier.
2.8 - A Lifetime on the Lips
sycamore. chalky to the touch. "i appreciate the sentiment." her body posture, though, exhibited obvious muscular tension. "where are rabbits most comfortable, by the way?" "meadows, i guess? anywhere, really," kody responded. "we're quite adaptable."
Companions Chapter 09: Heaven
Do you see that sycamore tree in front of us?" "yes." "i'm going to close my eyes now." "okay." "do you still see the tree in your mind?" "yes... vividly." "how many leaves are there?"
Your Appetite, Darling
Though they'd rather be looking at green fields and sycamore trees and snaking creeks. they'd rather have the unparalleled nature, the teeming life, the spiritual serenity and privacy of the countryside.
If That Isn't Love
They passed beneath a sycamore. near an open area, where an amphitheater was. limestone seats coming out of the grass and soil, rising up a slope.