Forgotten Ch. 6
Grabbing the whole wheat bread i took three slices and put it back. a small habit of mine was to just eat bread. nothing on it or in between it. just plain old run of the mill bread. yum.
United Through Two Worlds Chapter 6
She watched the wheat sway in the wind, she was so tired, feeling the warmth of the earth and two arms cradling her head. she tried to say something, but her words could not flow as she fell into a blissful sleep.
Preface: A Father's Duty
Once upon a time, there was a lovely little fox who lived in a burrow, under a wheat field. every morning, he used to go down to the stream to wash himself from the night's hunt.
Sanctuary: The Meeting
wheat reached out and enveloped him, protecting him from a coming chill, and whispering in his ear the sweet promises of eternity in perpetual rapture. as he closed his eyes, he saw icy blue ones staring at him through the strands of wheat.
Sky Defender: Family Feast (Chapter 4)
He spooned a dollop of hot wheat porridge into his bowl, adding in chilli sesame syrup and a few beer-soaked leaves and quickly mixed them together. tae offered him a bowl of spicy fish soup but he declined.
All Things Must End - Chapter 1
#2 of all things must end the work in the fields was always long and repetitive, trudging through the dirt collecting fallen stalks of wheat is rather simple, but was nonetheless long and unimaginably repetitive.
I, Dacien -- Chapter 22 Part Three (Conclusion)
But wheat was gone, and addrissant had returned to labyrinth nearly two weeks ago.
The Railroad - Accomplice- 2.2
At this time of year, wheat should be growing here. i could still recall the last wheat harvest season—endless golden fields and the scent of hay permeating the air.
Turkey Shoot
All around her towered stalks of wheat, reaching just high enough to meet the canopy. they bowed listlessly in the noon breeze, just as wheat always did.
Chptr. 6 The love thickens.
The husky was standing in his truck, looking out over the amber wheat field. he was fixed on the way that each stalk of wheat flowed in the breeze, the dance they took was awe inspiring.
A Gentle Rustling of Leaves
Selene was familiar with the scent of wheat, having played in the fields near the towns before. but burnt wheat was a different thing entire. she thought she had come close a few times, but saw no buildings near her.
By the marble stones (story part1)
One of his hands went to his chin, thinking a little further as the piece of wheat he was chewing went from side to side.