Brave New Realm: The Trials
By the crypt itself. that building is the entrance to the trial grounds." the carts had stopped on a hill overlooking an ancient cemetery. fog clung to ever surface and they could make out several shapes moving through among the crypts and monuments.
Once upon a time... (Part I)
Her all existence passed as if someone just switched off the light… for a moment the castle was regained by princess’ soldiers and than the mourning folk buried their beloved princess in a huge, monumental stone crypt raised on a high platform, perfectly
Runaway: Chapter 1: The End...
The pen you are using is my own genetic crypted ink pen, it is registered with the company, the legal offices of the global federation, and is legally binding."
Snow Cat - Earning Respect
“only found in crypts, frozen over the bodies of ancient nords. a theory exists that the souls of the warriors were bound to the ice, giving it supernatural tendencies.”
Serval and Sheep (Chapter 4)
Trapped in a crypt of her own making, she's left alone with her thoughts. her many many thoughts. hafsa had heard horror stories before, of seemingly harmless and restrained carnies snapping and gorging themselves on herbies.
Thieves in the Night
+ + + + if nothing else could be said about arem-juro it was that his mouth was sealed like a crypt, he would sooner die the give his riches away... and that was precisely what he had done.
Ander - Part 6: Subchapter 107
The stone had come loose again, and now it was just writhing up and down like a snake in its death throes, slapping the ground with its torn edges, clapping a blasphemously merry tune inside this crypt of stone, this tomb, this place of death.
"Skylands: The Third Gate" ch.12 (NaNoWriMo 2015)
And so this crypt," he spread his hands to indicate the hexagonal building, "was re-dedicated to serve as temple to the caretakers of the necropolis.
"Skylands: The Third Gate" ch.11 (NaNoWriMo 2015)
The doors into the various crypts were decorated with nature carvings, lettering in various unknown languages, planters, candle sconces, bas relief faces and animals, and the occasional long-faded painted panel.
Hunting the Visitor
The mana was dark and foreboding, which was understandable considering we were standing in markov's mansion within the largest swamp on all of zendikar not 20 miles from the crypt of agadeem.
Beast
This is the monster, the beast from the crypt. you like? of course not. it's not what was wanted. the beast is no longer controlled and, oh, how she's out of her cage now. quiet. it's just a knife. i haven't even pressed in yet.
Tales of Adventure; Redux Chapter 2
The cold sensation of the crypt once again gripped in around his neck and settled like a knot in his belly as that noose of two orc attackers closed in.