In the Shadows of Kryckwood - Ch. 7 (MHO)
They're-" "sylthean enchanted heartwood bracers. i was wonderin' where ya got 'em. mighty fine craftsmanship. don't see too many these days, fer obvious reasons," algrytha interrupted, then chuckled. "looks like yer little risk paid off, then."
Bahamut's Light: Chapter 43
Splinters gathered together, heartwood was stitched anew, cracks in bark were pressed and sealed away, forgotten with a flash of light. fremra continued to chant and demand, a puppeteer of the wind.
Klever Kitsuned Kernoodling
Stain grumbles as both he and shishuka make their way through twisting corridors composed of stone and wood, the fibrous roots giving way to heartwood. "i can't tell if we're going in circles, or all this 'cellar' has is empty tunnels." "stain.
Bird of a Feather, Crocs in Leather (F/M)
At the docks was a silvery-purple griffon in a flat cap and brown vest, who watched a galleon roll into port with a dark heartwood bow, and the sails festooned with a black gator's skull with two daggers pierced behind.
Companions Chapter 28: Dark Horse
The knife easily removed the outer green bark, but required some effort to cut through the heartwood. not a great deal of effort, though. he swung the knife like a machete, knocking off three or four inches of trunk each time.
Symio-dick (F/M)
[/i][/b] "it was heartwood!" [b][i]"more like fartwood, heh, heheh!"
Wild Rose Country - Chapter 18
The darker heartwood has good compressive strength and will make the belly of the bow while the outer sapwood is resistant to tensile forces and becomes the back of the bow.
And With His Many Jagged Teeth 2 - His Blood Ran Cold
Varnished heartwood now cracked and splintered through, oak and mahogany chairs barely able to stand firm for their dignity along with peeling walls stripped of their flesh.
Kaiju ga Gotoku 5.3 - A Taste of the Shadows
A sizeable desk of smooth heartwood with a lamp, a long silver letter opener that resembled a small dagger, and several writing tools.
Jericho: A [TRUE] Story
It is weathered but firm, like a heartwood timber; every note embraces the ears. his voice is loud enough to match the dogsong, but it rides the wind birdlike–swooping down between the playing creatures' ears and over the lonely twolegs' garden gates.
The Rikifur Chronicles: Chapter 23 - Boot Camp
Their bows were constructed using the heartwood of a rare tree that only grew in the far north near the ice wall.
The Distant Year - CHAPTER 13
He agreed approvingly, sipping the steaming coffee with a hiss of pleasure, leaning over the table, his eyes the color of a tree's fresh heartwood. “now then, let us _talk_ a bit, yes?"