Zion: Light of the New Moon Part 2, Ch 1.3 Myrh
"in memory of magus valeraz, wizard of stonebrook." the leopard-wolf scowled, glancing around at the other statues and headstones; every last one of them included the words "here lies buried". the difference meant only one thing.
Foe and Friend - Gryph commission (M/F)
He hung his departed friend's id-tags from the entrenching tool that served as a headstone. "i hope you can find the rest you never got in life. i'll see you later, buddy." samuel turned around with a deep breath, and started walking.
Chapter 33 The Garden
He stopped, panting and heaving, when a small headstone appeared. the breath caught in charles' lungs. he glanced at dick, who seemed just as surprised to find a grave maker in the garden.
The Secret of Hoyt's Farm : Chapter 1
Elsie said quietly, staring at the makeshift headstone in front of her, "my son." henry said nothing, simply walking up beside her and putting an arm around her shoulder.
Chapter 15- Worlds Unknown
Eventually, crystalia strikes proverbial gold, finding a small, arcane tab covered by vines at nexus's grave, just behind his headstone. she picks it up, but jumps backward surprisedly when it suddenly projects a face.
The Gray Ranger: Unforgiven, Chapter Thirty Four
She spotted him in the distance, kneeling down in front of two more headstones. these ones were bigger. slowly, she made her way over to him. he looked up when he heard her footsteps. "are you all right?" she asked.
Eudaemon III: Rebirth / Act IV, Part 6
Cindy began to cry harder, curling against the headstone and sobbing violently.
Trails and Tribulations - Descended Spirit, the complete saga
Damien was-_ the words of the unkempt headstone where faded, the stone itself was smeared with peculiar native flora, taking over the headstone. "you sold the family power to some wet nose sleaze ball who couldn't take care of a child.
Tales of Furope: The Fall of The Dirtscribe
They only knew that they'd seen a casket lowered into the ground and buried, with an obnoxiously long headstone that read "joshiah warbaum, the arbiter of large and powerful fantasy weapons, dirtscribe, and onion judge. what a clusterfuck!"
Red Shuck
Winter had fully set in, snow softening the lines of the stone church and the headstones that stretched out before him, still fresh and untouched from the snowfall the night before.
Black Shuck
Granted, he didn't consider himself superstitious, but that didn't mean he _wanted_ to sleep with headstones a few feet away from his own bed.
Domination and Submission Chapter 7: Power Exchange
On my first day here, they gave me a portion of the palace . . . and a dug grave, complete with headstone." the fox rolled his eyes. "those guys are way too serious sometimes." "how long have you been here?"