The Queiajirai Chronicles ~A Young Fur's Fantasy~ Part 1
Who calls from this bleak mist?" aitrus swore under his breath.
Cthulhu's Grasp
I'll also state outright that while i imagined cthulhu as the beast in the fog, i couldn't help but throw in my own commentary. the entire poem is a subtle stab at the cult of marxist/leftist ideology that seems to be in vogue.
The Fires of War Chapter one
"alright we'll carry mist out to the evac over that way" pointing over one of the wasteland many hills. standing and moving to pick up mist argent moved faster and draped her over his shoulder.
Chapter 3
"hey mist!? mist!" "sounds like your lover wants you." arulia said giggling. "mist" "well, aren't you going to answer? just listen and reply." "ok" i turned around to face the way he was coming.
Behind Yellow Eyes: Chapter 8
mist kept pulling at his paws. "come on..." he urged.
Chapter 8
mist. he just pinged me." "mist?" my grin vanished, and then came back even bigger. "well, i'll just have to go say hi to him now, won't i?" "yeah, um. you sure you know him? cuz, uh." he paused.
Book Two: Lost In The Mist *FULL LENGTH*
I stared up at mist and then down at the items on the bed. mist approached me and gripped my mouth, he mumbled, "open says me," parting my jaws a few inches.
Dran and Mist - Chapter Three - Hellbound
Dran and mist - chapter three haze - i'm a lost cause, not a hero: but i'll make it on my own.
Channeler's Choice
He held out his claws, and she took them happily, before they both disappeared into the fog, the many glowing eyes fading away with them, and the fog fading away as well.
Spirit Bound: Chapter Ninety-Three
In less than a second the cubicle was full of impenetrable fog. faelen sighed happily, rubbing his head against nathanial's. "you make the _best_ fog, nathanial." he manifested and let the mist roll around him, filling him with power.
Chapter 11: His Game
The mouse's groans grew louder as the green mist boiled and seethed all around him until shrieking loudly in pleasure the mist boiled up out of the top of the knight's gathered arms and cut off.
Dran and Mist - Chapter One - Everyday Everything
mist covered the forset floor, a dense and ever thickening fog that obscured the prominent roots and dips in the bracken strewn undergrowth.