Ze Seed - Chapter Four
I reached down and plucked some green licorice grass and tasted it. it was quite sweet and very good. it was doubly odd as i had not at this point had licorice of any flavor, yet i distinctly remember it as licorice.
Welcome to Valhalla: The Children of Earth ; Chapter 4
.\ it had tasted of licorice and peter had poured half the drink aside when his father hadn't looked.\ his father had said that the next day, rather, the next time they'd meet, they'd all be together and it'd be a big adventure.\ peter started to sob
OC: Rhyn Hansol
**type** : medium frame **hair color** : black, often tries to keep it groomed **eyes** : emerald green **fur** : rhyn has silver fur with licorice black stripes **setting** : fantasy **wardrobe** : rhyn has very little in the way of clothing since he
As of yet unnamed story. Part 1
It tasted like licorice and a sour plant, but he didn't complain for fear of having his throat slit. his vision suddenly began to deteriorate and he squeaked in alarm, scratching one clawed hand against the scaled ankle that held him down so tightly.
Wreck It Ralph: Bad Ending 2
He flew the licorice field and lays down, wings going inside of his shell like body until he wanted to use them again. he had to control the cybugs in the game and make sure to fix the game so it would look great.
Thyme and The Snowbeast
So i spent the day mixing echinacea, licorice root, ginger, and some proprietary herbs in with our basic tea base, waiting on customers, and mopping up the floor from dirty snowmelt.
A Fox, a Broken Heart, and a Tight Pair of Jeans Walk into a Bar
Verdict: "oh god is this licorice? i'm sorry, i hate licorice. sorry. props for repping your minor, though." that's how julián got the job, through his minor.
Tea is Served
"never quite got the taste for licorice." "only two, cory?"
Alone and Blind
Very soon, the tree toppled and hit the ground with not a crash, but a flurry of thuds as the many strings of licorice hit the ground. pinkie then hopped out from behind it and called out to us with a smile. "plennty of licorice for everypony!"
Those Bygone Dog-Star Days - Chapter 30 of 37
A suggestion of black licorice medicine seeped into my taste buds where the something touched my tongue. "relaax..." he airly whispered directly into my ear. his breath evaporated off my ear.
Slave to a Sadist: Introductions
Southstar could smell the wax on the man's riding boots, the smoky licorice scent of his preferred cigars, his natural musk, almost foxlike.
Melancholy.
For voso a licorice black tie, equally gloomy the military jacket to chaperone, chock-full it was with medals and honor-based inscriptions of a past era. this belonged to voltaire when he was voso's age, insisted in warfare epochs ago.