View Across the River
Tader and his scurry settled in the boughs of a maturing sycamore that shaded the river bank.
Set Me Free ch 1
"i live here. 26 sycamore lane. i don't know the zip code, though. sorry." "that's all right, never mind. what's the name of the deceased?" he winced at my choice of words, but kept his cools. "charles william saunders."
Counter Earth Chronicles Dual Realities Chapter 34: How Do You Choose Who Will Be Saved?
**\*lady ursa lindsey and aleron segment are alive, their overseers confirmed they left their home this morning in the sycamore ridge neighborhood.\*** the two knights traded glances at each other. "these two were found a week ago."
Secluded - Chapter 2: The Cycle Ride (Revised)
The road featured a lined mixture of old oak and sycamore trees, the branches sagging low in the fresh sun. not another house was in sight, at least on this section of windy back lane.
Mean Motherfucker (AKA The Dyke Vixen Story)
I heard the wind blow as the leaves of the sycamores overhead rustle. bedelia took a seat next to me on the brick wall and coughed. i felt her tail, like any other tail though with the white tip dyed blue, brushing against me.
Symbiotic Reflections, Chapter 2
Iris stopped to check the sycamore tree in front of the apartment for ms fluffles, though thankfully she was not stuck in the tree. alex unlocked the door to his apartment and he was immediately pushed inside by iris.
"Just the beginning" Chapter One: Pilot
He managed to secure a full scholarship at sycamore university, but that didn't mean they'd cover his books, food, cell phone bills, car payments, rent, or any of those other adult-like responsibilities.
Golden Rule Broken
They needed to head to the end and towards -- "sycamore street. party room three-oh-five." "ok, just a bit more hiking. think jake knows we're coming?" "savannah probably let him know."
Lonely Oak Chapter 99 - Delta
The light-purple flowers were lit by motion-sensing lights situated on a lone sycamore tree on the left corner of the lot.
Out of Water - Part XI
It turned out that ivan had found something of interest; a piece of simple made, ripped, bark brown cloth that was stuck on a thick branch about ten feet up on a certain sycamore.
For You...Anything, Forever
We sat on a bench under a towering sycamore and stared across the tranquil water of the pond before us. ducks and geese glided across the water with ease, while others waddled the banks, greedily nibbling at pieces of tossed bread.
No Thanks Required, Part 8 (end)
If it's what she says, then i figure it's gotta be that quadrupeds gang in sycamore city." he looked me square in the eye. "don't you think?" i nodded, feeling my tongue unglue from the roof of my mouth. "i reckon," was all i could think to say.