test short story (feedback please)
The surrounding structures were in wretched condition. there was a grain elevator, which seemed to have been split down the middle, the culprit seemed to be some sort of tree growing up the middle of it, as kitsep drew closer it turned out to be a large fungus
To yoke a workhorse
Vines, greenery, tree branches, hanging spanish moss as curtains, a brilliant sign made of flowers and fungus.
Killer of Pipefixers
You humans would call him fungi digger, or something similar. he was called cen-incend by his own." jaeghi's story went for the rest of the night: "fungi digger was a namer, a symbol painter, as i am now.
Out There, Ch 5
There is a kind of fungus that infests the minds of ants and forces the host to find a specific spot ripe for the fungus to spread properly then it makes the ant wait in that spot until it dies and the fungus spreads from the corpse.
Borrowing the Zune
From close by, the swarm of sky fungus shrieked, and a split-second before rapid laser fire began to ring out through the calm night air, rocket grinned.
asteroid-a2
Getting it under a microscope had shown structures that looked similar to fungi, that same, multi-celled network of singleminded fervor, but unlike fungi it seemed to be impervious to any kind of damage.
Lioness and Fox Pt. 2
The fox held the vial carefully in his mouth, the fungi contained within provided just barely enough light for them to do a half decent job.
===Trying The Mushrooms===
Can't stand a hot little fungus like me?" the myconoid taunted, giving another hard slap on his rear, making him involuntarily hump into the milking toadstool.
Viviria District [Interactive Story/Noddule]
Some land on buildings and sup from boils and dimples that dot the surfaces, while others nestle down on wriggling bushes and fungi in shimmering droves.
Bernadette
But as the mist reached her, it began eating off the green fungus on her body and seeping into the sores, healing them up.
In the Warm, Dark Cave
A fine layer of biofluorescent green powder dusted the top of his head and the backs of my arms - a byproduct of the red, knobby fungi hanging down from the stalactite-addled ceiling above.
"The Wild King", chapter 11
There could've been answers to his curiosities about his fungus, or about how to reverse his curse, anything of that nature. i only had to keep trying.