Time keeps on slipping
During hearth's warming, i ruminated on how secular it is. unlike christmas, there is no spiritual message behind it, just a simple one of how important working together is, rather than endless fighting.
MLP: Prelude
." ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- andromeda and her husband night hawk sat in their living room, a roaring fire going in their hearth.
Sing! Oh Ravening Beast!
Feathers paced on the opposite end of room, most sat around the hearth, talking as if nothing was amiss on this day. then he saw thorns and chieftess irons approach the hearth.
Ash and Song Chapter One
A small hearth glowed low. near it, seated at a rough-hewn table, was the human. he was grinding something carefully in a mortar and pestle; golden hair braided loosely over one shoulder now. a faint smudge of green marked his cheek.
Illusions of Grandeur - Chapter 1
Serperior already made his way towards a crackling hearth. "we can worry about it tomorrow," he said and pulled a kettle away from the fire.
Home, Hearth and Heroes - Epilogue
Several hours later found Jillian, Bob and Yolaja relaxing together in the living room of their quarters. All three had large mugs of hot, fresh, spiced carrot soup in their hands which they were sipping...
Thorns and Lilies
Offering you hearth is longer." she thought on it a moment. "what if ones duties might draw others to their fire? would someone be jealous then? if they were given a hearth only to find someone else warming by the fire they were given?" "some might.
Thu'um Training
Further away from the hearth, hidden behind the walls and a separator, were all of the greybeards, except arngeir and him, cleaning themselves.
When Brothers bond
Overcoming his fear, fayne started performing cpr, alternating between massaging his hearth and giving him mouth to mouth breathing. after a full minute, fayne's eyes were starting to water as he continued frantically pumping his brother's hearth.
Wifwolf Hates The Piano
The coffee tables were wooden, and a beautiful crimson sofa sat facing the hearth. \>as anon's eyes explored the depth of the room, he was fascinated by what he saw along the wall opposite the house's entrance.
Aria's Tale- Chapter 2 *Father Roehns*
A pair of priests sat at the chairs, casually leafing through books, relaxing in front of a fire that burned brightly within a hearth.
Life by the Page 7
The fire in his hearth burned and crackled every now and then as he would sit either to smoke or to think. nathan had been occupying a small segment of the back of his mind for those few days.