It came for me in the dark
I walked to the lake, my bare feet making small tracks across the water-worn pebbles and sand like shore edge.
It’s Mine Forever
Nate tried to pile up and shape the sand like he did with his playdoh back home. but the sand wouldn't take shape "poppa, how do i make a sand castle?" the cub asked.
A Magical Bath by Moonlight
Mekali's long dark hair blew gently in the breeze and the setting sun reflected off his gold highlights and spotted fur, giving him a shining, almost ethereal, aura as he walked along the sand.
The Redeem: Chapter 12
I was expecting the sand like we had before. but this desert was starting to look more like a dried-out lake bed. cracked, hard ground that crumbled under the weight of my monstrous feet. the sun seemed even hotter, if that was even possible.
Strangers in the Sands
One of the ruins of old shurima stood crumbled and buried in the sands, like all of the remnants of the former empire.
Chapter V: Consequences and the World Above
Half of the actions were spelled out in sand, like a massive obvious message. "don't contact anyone else for the lives of everyone in the hydrosphere and on the planet."
A life leeched away
Two great mountain ranges rose high into the clouds, their tops covered in white cold damp sand like substance that melted to the touch.
The Tiger Roars
The rocks were mostly the same, but the sea was right there, though the slime that made up its "water" didn't seem to grind away to make sand like most water would.
Riddle in the Desert story
The dragon's azure eyes are locked onto the pyramid structures that rise from the sands like sentinels of a forgotten era. as the guardian of these arid lands, it seems the dragon is inexorably drawn to these enigmatic structures.
Change of Perspective: Andromeda Page 1
The atv screeches and slides as it reaches the alien structure jutting out of the sands like a claw reaching for the sun. they get out of the car, weapons drawn, butts of the rifles pressed to their shoulders as they look around.
Chapter 9: The Witch of Meketh
The old wolf lay sprawled on the sand like a tattered rag. a young female stood over the dead witch's body. she was obviously a warrior. and she was _gorgeous_.
The Gray Ranger: Unforgiven, Chapter Eighteen
The thing, whatever it was, was still there, rising up out of the sands like a pool of water. the feeble light provided by the flames were barely enough to illuminate it, and adlis wasn't able to see the entire thing at once, but it was big.