Bunsen chapter 1
As northy sees familiar faces around the pub, northy sees a new person sitting at the fireplace drinking their beer and watching the embers of the flame travel up through the fireplace.
FlounderAway: Old Scents
Something stood up amongst the fireplace and the head was turned. eyes made contact with her as she shivered and remained still; glaring at her in return without hesitation and the falling silence that came with it.
Parth's tale #1
"no heatin' just teh fireplace." he said by way of explanation as he piled the wood strategically and grabbed the matches and starter log, very soon a fire was blazing merrily in the fireplace. "so...uh tis be my home." parth said uncomfortably.
WIP
Some desks and books on the left were all finnaly lit by the big fireplace infront fo the bed. infront of the fireplace lay a red rug- two red pillows laying on top of the deep black coverings.
A Father's Love, Chapter Three
"now just hold still, look just above the fireplace" he said. i nodded. for the next half hour everything was silent but for the sound of the clock ticking and mr. bridshaw's pencil scratching on the paper.
Meeting Master
I gustier to a sheep skin rug infront of the fireplace. "please sit", i say before starting a fire in the fireplace with my flame breath.
A Werewolf's Touch: Part 3 - Frozen In Terror
There was no one else; geoffrey had left to retrieve lumber for his fireplace. she stared at her hands. they had ebony nails, fairly long and sharp. they had grown during the hunt.
Big Brother's Room
The cheery turning maple leaves; and getting to wear my neatest bulky sweaters; nuts and pumpkins and roasted apples and cranberries to eat, and porridge in the mornings and cocoa after sledding; the high, exciting, smoky smell and the bright crackle of fireplaces
Out of Lube
He hooked one end of a handy chain to the d-ring built into the plinth base of the fireplace, and the other to the lion's collar. the horse bent, picked up his phone, and started to walk away.
The Chronicler of the Library
Many of the librarians mourned each book tossed into the fireplaces, yet it was done.
What is this thing we call love?
The panther seated near the fireplace coughed as he heard the question and brought a paw to his chest as he tried to regain his composure.
Raspawtin
If the fireplace had been lit, it meant that the room would soon be used.