Repaying a Debt
In the quiet rolling hills of the Ivydale Glen, a lone merchant and his cart trundled along, passing unnoticed through various monsters and soldiers from faraway lands. Falana was at war, but for this merchant, there were plenty of other things to do...
Dust Shorts: First Heat
"i'll go, you stay with dust just in case." rex said as he got dust free of the wagon. "_thank you!_" dust said quickly as she rushed into an empty stall and shut it. "what's up with her?"
Dust and Echoes - Part XII
The final major chapter to dust and echoes is upon us! there's a very meaningful epilogue coming next, so don't throw it aside as something like flavor text! :u this was a really fast write.
Star-Raven on the Remains of Planet Mznat
Skree picked one up and shook the dust off of it, he didn't recognize the language, and he wondered if third wheel had that one in his system.
Angel Dust: To date a Spider
#2 of requests and here we see the continuation of angel dusts blossoming relationship with mark. i in no way own angel dust, he is the property of his respective owner. a familiar scene unfolds.
Dust and Echoes - Part XI
Off in the distance a small spec of a ship exploded with dust and debris from a hard impact, then a secondary explosion from the slug's payload added some delightful fire to the mix. «woo, yeah! solid hit!»
Li'l Snake, Lotta fun (Hazbin Hotel)
The blowing of sulphur-scented dust billows sent hair and fluff alike waving in dramatic fashion. "what the fuck did he say? no, really. some 'genius' he is. can't invent a satan-damned megaphone."
The Woodland Realm
"mmmm hmmm," he nodded eagerly as he fluttered his wings, shaking loose a dusting of sparkling fairy dust that wafted on the breeze toward austin.** **the fragrant, fruity scent of the dust was powerful but did not last long.
Track and Field: Part 17 - Dust In The Wind
And - yeah - this one's a wee bit melancholy; it is dust in the wind after all, haha. but yeah, if you think a better song fits the chapter than feel free to suggest it. i'm a big fan of music after all. it'll be interesting.
Vault
The rest was burning away, vaporizing into a cloud of chemical dust. sicario tried to crawl back, put some space between himself and this abomination but. . . she laughed, jamming one of her cannisters into his ribs.
Blood In My Face
A window into the vulnerable angel dust, the _real_ angel dust. you hiss, and you keep him embraced in a vice grip. your forehead presses to his. "angel. . ." hoarse, real, honest.
(C) Fidget's Worst Week
**fidget's worst week** by xp author "dust... i'm hungry~" the small nimbat complained, not for the first time. "dust..." she made herself louder as she was continued to be ignored. "dust!" dust sighed. "i heard you, fidget.