Downward Facing Dog
The bottle exhumed cold vapor, chilling in a overly ornate silver vessel. "a toast." "a toast, then." jesse raised his glass expectantly. "to new experiences." jesse tapped his crystal flute against matti's. "to new experiences."
Immersive Experience
He doesn't know exactly how long, but long enough that, for all his urgency in exhuming himself, scrambling between boulders and clearing his lungs, he is unsurprised to find the gemlike green glare in rysah's eyes once more, his cudgel once again gripped
Until Next Time
Josephine exhumes pure untamed confidence first and foremost, not using clothing and accessories to hide her figure but to highlight it in various aspects.
A Lamb Among Wolves Ch:42
Her body would have to be exhumed during the night, and quickly spirited off to king magnus' ship.
Chapter 63: It's a long way to the top if you wanna rock and roll...
His neatly pressed black suit crinkled as he stretched slightly, accompanying black shirt and tie only emphasising the menace he exhumed.
The Second Law - Part XXV
"i'm exhuming my most recent memories in smaller and smaller pieces. i think i'm reaching another roadblock." "all the more reason to give a deep dive a shot. i don't have to remind you time's a valuable resource here..." "i know. i just...
Chapter III: Little Council Estate of Horrors
He grabbed twilight and twirled him around as he exhumed happiness. however, koji put twilight down as he realized that hell was over.
Pokemon: QATM Chapter 5
Three koffing and one weezing were in the group; from the numerous vents all over their bodies, they exhumed massive clouds of smog; randy backed away, covering his mouth with his arm as the
Pokemon: QATM Chapter 1
At the behest of his trainer, the koffing shifted, taking a deep breath and exhaled a sickly green fog from its mouth, additional gas exhuming from its vents. fang didn't move, nor did mark, even as the mightyena was engulfed in the gas.
Left Breathless
Alone, burning up what little of me remained until i had exhumed all that was available. i would then cease to be. all that would be left is a singular piece of physical evidence that attributed to my existence.
Old Ways; New Ways
On one side was set out a collection of soups and creams that together exhumed a tower of steam reaching up and splitting at the ceiling. i try each one. i hate them all more or less.
"The Wild King" epilogue pt. 2
There were no black patches to exhume, only the smell. the smell was all through the house. the supplies i had been stockpiling, they were all going to waste. the perishables were rotting, the non-perishables wouldn't stay in my stomach.