From My Patreon: The Princess and the Egg
Their ashen outlines lay briefly against their thrones until the centuries old metal and marbel turned to slag. still she continued to grow until the throne room itself felt like a cage.
The Price for Tail
The ashen blond hair that curled over his forehead was as dusty as the lands around, and the scar through his eyebrow somehow seemed more prominent.
A Dragon Slayer's Heart: Chapter 14 -A Fiery Interlude-
As he looked back....the dragon was gone...the sight of its tail retreating back into the black clouds was a relieving sight...but not the barren...ashen wastelands that were left....the rubble of the airships still flaming...the skies filled with
The Monroe Household II
Seconds past until he was wrestling for air, until finally his son relinquished his hold, and he moaned and coughed, spluttering up ashen spit, tears at the corners of his eyes. "don't ever lecture me about smoking again, slave." "yes sir."
Orgy of the Rabbit
The southern cajun blood coursing under my ashen bunny fur had never felt the bitter cold of temperatures below forty degrees fahrenheit, let alone -5 with a -8 windchill.
Ulysses is Sociable
The two even dressed similarly, wearing jeans, the blue denim drawn taut across their prominent bulges, and ashen white shirts left mostly unbuttoned to reveal the fur of their chests.
Rat Prince: Act III
People talked for months about the duplex that burnt to the ground in an ashen heap that was made a black, smoldering mess with the uncharacteristically chilly november rains.
Aberration, Part 2 - Effectively The Beginning
I should be sobbing on my knees on the ashen beach. ever since my "death", i've changed. i've become detached. that should scare me. i wish it scared me.
A Demon in the Night
The taste was luscious, divine, exquisite, safe from the sulfuric aroma sticking to the burnt demon and that leathery ashen skin. “i cannot wait." was this an order or a request?
Roommates
His scales had mostly changed from the familiar pinkish hue of caucasian human flesh to a more ashen shade.
The Little Stuffed Gray Fox
In time, i rarely changed position on that shelf, and dust would sometimes cover my fur, turning the silvery gray ashen. in time, i worried the antique mall’s owner would discard me to the trash. luckily, that day never came.
The Curious Foxes, Chapter 20: Euchre and Malört
The ashen sister shambled through the burning village and found her way to her mother and sister, and told her tale. the fox matron and the ashen sister then knew, that the youngest daughter would be taken next. fur white as freshly fallen snow. and for three