The Birth of Hyperion Academy: Chapter 2
The birth of hyperion academy chapter 2 the sloppy, arrhythmic cacophony that marked the ongoing orgy at the quad had long since faded into the background, mixed with the late summer ambience of chirping birds, croaking cicadas, and club music.
The Love Bug Blues
I said as i was reminded of wings on a dragonfly or cicada. ocellus responded with a cute little squeal while her now opened wings rapidly fluttered and generated a buzzing sound on par with that of a cicada. "heh, you even sound like a cicada in flight."
Thrown Back: Chapter 3
Some were familiar, the chirping of a cricket or the drone of a cicada, but some were entirely new to him.
The Beauty Within
More like somewhere between the fluttering of cicada and butterfly wings. and with her newfound lift, ocellus left the floor.
The Witch Maiden of High Bishop
_ the sound of cicadas drifted through the air, while the amber glow of the setting sun gleamed through the open windows. begrudgingly, brown eyes slowly opened up, scanning their surroundings... only to then widen in surprise.
Love Potion #12
The cicadas were loud where we sat, and were only trumped by louder motorcycles racing by on the freeway. "alright," brad said, energetically. "i'm having a drink." "yah, sounds good," i replied with only ten percent of his enthusiasm.
Ragnarok - XXV
For all the use they were, they might as well have all been dirt and gravel- -in the wide cicada haunted summer twilight, the smell of dry jasmine turned to gasoline and on the porch the dark eyed man threw down the empty fuming can.
Symbia:Beginning
By the late afternoon, the heat was settling into a comfortable oven-bake, concrete shimmering, cicadas singing harshly. ben tromped out of school, looking forward to a cold shower.
Our Goddess - Ch 44 - Future and Past
She listened as summer cicadas sang and autumn rains rattled the roof. and all the while, inara never moved. "for five years, i waited, telling myself i was resting, recuperating.
Heart of the Forest ~ Chapter 17
As afternoon turned to evening, as the whistling and chittering of crickets joined the ever-present sounds of cicadas, the two - wolf and lynx, sulla and lannon, hunter and _something_- sat paw in paw, head on shoulder, looking out over the ghostly shadows
Melting in the Heat
The sounds of cicadas buzzed in the fields surrounding the shift institute. the weather was blistering, causing many to either shelter in their air-conditioned apartments or utilize the nearby water attractions.
Out Fox'd
It was early evening so the song of the crickets and cicada masked any sound the guard made in her approach. "what business have you with lord daisuke?" her voice firm but feminine.