Drabbles
He set up his easel, got a charcoal pencil for the outlines, and took hold of the easel's legs, urging it aside so he could see both creation and inspiration.
Breakfast Meat and Eggs
They had similar coloration of silvers and grays but, while his underbelly was white, hers was a dark charcoal.
An Old Bear's Memories
I've got the grill, charcoal, and booze. you bring the grub. see you soon, -simmons." ben rubbed his eyes the gentle relaxation of his evening withering away.
Crocogator Love
Tony sweezes lighting fluid on the charcoal and louis strikes a match to throw in. with a woosh, the fire is lit and ripper gives louis's shoulder a squeeze.
Lady Red 1933
The only ale to be sipped was by a brash, charcoal furred lupine wolf with a thick brush of hair and a lean, menial frame, offset only by his natural strength at being an ancient, canine predator.
A Chronicle of Lies - Chapter 8: Little Ones
Xalix handed vincent a piece of charcoal and waited. _what..._vincent thought as he held up the charcoal and shrugged, _i don’t know what you want me to do._ xalix used two fingers to gesture at vincent’s eyes and then he tapped them on the map.
A Temple for Two (Art by Maim) (Story by Fake)
Instead of stone, he was covered in charcoal grey fur that bloomed into gold on his mane and tail, with patches of flowing bright whorls on his joints.
Poem #33: The Senses
I feel so tasteless ash filling my mouth i look down i see charcoal glowing with fiery malice. i feel so hollow no ground beneath my feet the walls have gone no finger, but glass brittle as air.
A Chronicle of Lies - Chapter 7:
In it, he placed the stick of charcoal and then gestured to the knife, before gesturing back to his hand. “then why did you attack me? show." was vincent's guess at a translation.
Like Mother
She licks and nuzzles his massive penis, marveling at the size of the charcoal colored organ, which almost rivals her own forearm.
Tales of Morveria: Frigid Pink Ep. 3
Garsyn begins, wiping the tears from his cheeks and smearing charcoal on his face. “there [are] bigger village[s]?!" sakina gasps. “yes. this was a small village.
Shot and Chase'er [Sketch]
Erika had flipped his shirt halfway up his belly, showing the paint-blot splotches of cinnamon and ocher and charcoal, along with the single shimmering piercing through the lower lip of his belly button.