A Beast Learns To Live - Chapter 27
His anvil, grinding wheel, assembly table and quenching tank were in the back. the room behind him had a glow to it where he figured the forge and supplies were. ularn stopped pounding and looked up.
Ten, Nine, Eight...
Hammered on the anvil of life, tempered in the fires of passion, and honed by the stone of experience i knew him for what he was. blue collar. working class. out for a little fun.
Hunter's Moon: Leave No Stone Unturned
A british serviceman attached to anvil inquired. "he took their side. the bastard took their side!" a soldier yelled back, reloading the last box of 5.56 mm ammunition for his m249 saw.
Code of Dishonor: Twin Destinies
. \*\*\*\* the sound of hammer hitting anvil echoed through the outskirts of the capitol city, the impact of cold, hard metal and freshly forged alloy as regular as the heartbeat of mankind.
Dark Soles 6
The badger asked, lifting the shortsword from the anvil and turning it, letting the lights dance along the blade for a moment before setting it down.
The Anvil of Dawn, Chapter 12: Trees So Tall
#12 of the anvil of dawn legend. a term that often gives the image of heroes of the past, individuals that changed the world with their bravery alone.
The Anvil of Dawn, Chapter 13: Fading False Dawn
#13 of the anvil of dawn a funeral upon a silent, autumn hill. so quiet, so lonely. * * * the soil, cold, wet, and hard, crushed beneath his claws.
The Anvil of Dawn, Chapter 4: ...And our Hearts Shattered...
#4 of the anvil of dawn legend. a term that often gives the image of heroes of the past, individuals that changed the world with their bravery alone.
The Anvil of Dawn, Chapter 2: The Long Way Down
#2 of the anvil of dawn legend. a term that often gives the image of heroes of the past, individuals that changed the world with their bravery alone.
Murderer #7
When the three young brigands accosted her, almost within sight of the anvil city gates, she greeted them happily. "want to rob me? sorry guys, i don't have anything left. honest john took my stuff!" "honest john eh?
Authors - Ch 13 The Long Road Home
"i live in anvil and have for the last twenty years," she replied, a little bothered by the comment. he leaned down from his horse, appearing to examine her closely. "yes, i am an argonian.
Science Lab Story: Imprinting On The Wrong Man
The weight on his mind was akin to anvils, crushing at his thoughts. when he looked up, at the badger, it was like he was...changing. no longer so reprehensible. no longer so vile, so wrong, but more respectable, desirable...more - **bang!