The Equine Life
~k3~ * * * the soft breeze blew the long wheat grasses gently as the sun made its peak in the sky. the heat of the mild summer day was masked by the cool breeze, making it quite pleasent outside.
Apocalypse, parts 1-8
The weird plastic road was in almost perfect shape, except for long cracks and fissures from which grew stalks of wheat. in fact, other than trees and some grass, wheat seemed to be the predominate plant life.
Rift (Part 6)
We took off into the wheat. there was less of a path this time. this made it hard to keep quiet with the stalks crunching under my boots.
A Night out
She sets the plate between us having to use a step to reach the table top, after setting my ale down she says, "the lady says this ale was a blueberry and wheat made last fall by hekkogar using dried blueberries and the best of the wheat harvest."
Ander - Part 6: Subchapter 183
Luke turned towards the opposite end of the ring, looking past shadowy bags of wheat and flour at the ladder going up to the tiny room in the topmost portion of the mill, where the brake wheel was waiting, perfectly still. but not for much longer.
Just a Bit of Swelling...
wheat? the doctor will see you now," the nurse spoke as she stepped into the lobby. with a bit of unease the pig in question rose to his feet and shuffled out of the lobby.
Ander - Chapter 7, Subchapter 90
It slammed down on the rough surface, kicking up a small cloud of wheat dust, and then a face emerged from behind the stone. it was nilia, struggling for every breath.
Secluded - Chapter 2: The Cycle Ride
Fields of wheat and rape plants stretched as far as the eye could see, with the vast majority of the terrain staying flat down below. tall, ancient trees lined and separated each field with tones of green and auburn.
Apples of My Eye
"you find any wheat pennies?" "mm-mm. none." a shake of the head. that's why she'd been fishing through the penny bowl. "you?" "i found two wheat pennies and a canadian penny." "what? when?" was the demand.
All Silent in Westerfield: A Night Out [Chapter Two]
Her hands and knees kept their stride as she crawled onward, up until the sound of gunfire ceased and when the wheat stalks behind her began to rustle.
Testing Talons
The eldest son came barreling through the wheat field, the stalks slapping against his muscled chest.
The Secret Sweet Bread Ingredient
Finally, as his length came to a full erection, the tip pressed through the crust, robbing the bread of what could be considered any virginity that would belong to a loaf of freshly baked wheat.