Water (Poem)
As i walk, the ice talks; echoing, singing, ringing. cold creeps, seeping in and freezing small droplets of water. i lie alone motionless, frozen, lifeless, and blue. i could not be saved as now i was part of the whole, the ice flow.
Water
But a slightly more astute recommendation would be to melt the ice and then drink that. but the polar regions are cold. ice does not melt in the sun. you have to use a fire; i had planned for that. it was in my contingency plan if things did go wrong.
Flaming Delights
"it's all over your face. " marsha points to my ice-cream and states; "you can finish it if you don't let the taste linger in your mouth. it's ice-cream, treat it like a frozen drink.
Dragon Tears
So the gray wolf walked around the outskirts of the ice rink "maybe he hasn't spotted me yet," he said as he came closer. he noticed thick patches of snow laying above the ice.
FnaJ: WTF? (part 4)
The large, animatronic-puppet ice cream kind of came alive and said "hey... sure i can follow you" and he slowly drifted towards me. i walked towards the safe room, stopping to check that carl was still following me.
Remember summer? (part 4)
We where on the way home when Keven slams on the breaks and the car comes to a stop, he started to back-up and said "good thing there is no one behind us... Eh, Greyson?"I have learned not to question this mutt when he does something like this, he...
chapter 15
The ice was like crystals. he decorated most of the rooms like stalactites. nergora also made a pot with ice crystal in it, so as to decorate the place.
To Be Somebody...pt3
However, he knew not to dabble in anything other than ice/water ones. the results could range from a mild illness to instant death. the storage room was in the tallest tower.
A Journey Begun - Chapter 1 - Into A New Skin
I find it still stuck to my chest, but it comes off easily, the crust of ice connecting it to my shirt breaking easily under my hands.
Out for Snacks (Otherwise Untitled)
, pointing across the way to a small ice cream parlor. ~ based on past experiences, "eehhhh... i...", the synth incompletely explained.
A New Beginning. Chapter Seven: Life's a bitch and then ya die.
He held on though, gasping as he forced his claws between the overlapping scales of the ice dragon.
468 The Last of the First Ones
This place is all ice.