The Lead Crown: Ch 1b, Martyrdumb
Tranquil waters: the lead crown ch 1, martyr dumb friar arlowe offered his most welcoming smile as he was joined in the small holding room by a now-familiar face. "good morrow, inquisitor."
Dry Eyes, Cold Hearts (Ch. 6)
I'm sorry i killed you, i'm sorry i overthrew your grand plan that's still going forwards now that you're a martyr, i'm sorry i offended you, and i'm sorry that you appear to be stuck with me. i'm just trying to keep myself from getting killed, alright?
Revolution | Chapter XXIX: Night's Mercy
I suppose a burial at sea wasn't so bad, but i honestly wished he didn't have to act like a martyr for a people who were surely going to lose this war.
Chapter 39 Undone
Porden was later martyred by an angry mob, and by decree of king bastian, was named a saint centuries after his death. his ashes rest in the church at wychowl, and those who believe his theory make the pilgrimage to pray before his shrine.
A Gift of Fire, A Gift of Blood (4)
"i can't even become a martyr right," he said with a faint smile, then frowned. "does she... think she killed me?" "we all did, for a while," dahlu said softly. mika looked stunned.
Reaper: Hades - Chapter 9
Maybe she saw herself as a martyr of some sort. a martyr... "i know how to stop her," rex said, straightening. "but i need to get up there." silas glanced down at the ground and then back up at the column of winds. "okay...
Syngeneia Kathairein part 17
'cause i am smarter, you're just a martyr. now let me hear you scream!." apocalion sings to frighten koriza as many evil, occult styled eyes spawn in the room and stare at her.
Rebirth through Desecration
Despite being gentle and kind of heart the queen knew well the value of a martyr. he had been laid to rest in the grand mausoleum as befitted a hero of the realm.
The Lead Crown: Ch 1b, Martyrdumb (Pt 4)
Tranquil waters: the lead crown ch 1-4, martyr dumb "arlowe!" for the beleaguered raccoon dog the call came from across more than just distance... it came from another point in his life... a simpler, more mundane time-- it was his wife, calani.
Compliancy.2
Perhaps he could be a martyr. the thought echoed through his head. people would whisperer his name in reverence throughout the colonies. a lingering facet of information he gleaned from his studies passed through his mind.
On My Honor - 02
_paranoia will make martyrs of us all._ "oh dear," the princess said in a tone of mischief, "i believe i will need your assistance, good sir."
My dad is dead (revised)
I was alone, felt alone, and yet i had a sense of communion at that moment with this dull colored universe of martyrs. my pores were absorbing the sad, dirty light of that early morning. the misery and solitude of the world...