The Falsefire Tree (Rewrite)
She was a very tiny and peculiar fruit shaped just like the vixen seen often at the tree's base. the tree had sculpted her figure precisely into a semi-transparent red fruit flesh.
Dead Trees
._ _they were trees._ _everywhere around her, the books, papers and library had been brought back to life. simply put, they'd retaken the original shape that they'd held before having been killed and transformed into a large amount of dead trees.
Against a Tree (Otherwise Untitled)
#135 of short stories a bluejay hides against a tree. ~ the blue jay huddled in against the base of the tree, surrounded otherwise by bushes, rain torrenting, and the stuttering rumble of thunder.
Kangaroo Racer
The tree roo gasped desperately for air. the air hot and arid, yet filled with the scent of his own musk and the earthy tones of the reptile's scent.
Happy Tree Friends Oneshots ch. 7
Anyway, this is the opportunity i got to actually write my fanfic.** toothy x shifty and lifty (double trouble) everyone in happy tree high was wondering what happened to toothy, the slutty tree friend of happy tree high.
The Blossom of an Orange Tree
Not only was she attractive, but she smelled faintly of - of wheat, of pine trees, of sweet crushed berries. "i... suppose you're right. ...i think, maybe-" but she wasn't paying attention.
Sweet Day
Hikaru smiled and sayed "yea....sounds nice." so they walk to the park and sit under a tree, relaxing on the beautiful day.
Just Go Behind the Tree!
He walked a little further from the clearing, into the roughage and finally to a gap in the trees, but the last time he checked, alex was still gazing around the clearing with an appreciation for how open and spacious it was.
Forest For the Trees
He asked, looking at the thickening trees as the sky seemed to darken from their foliage.
Dead Trees
They were trees.
The Bride of the Cloud Tree
The tree communicated its intentions without words. whatever this entity was, it only resembled a tree. no..the trees here resembled it, she realized. a god of some sort, asking for her hand in marriage.
The Willow: Story One
The weeping willow that stood before her, despite being shorter than the trees that surrounded it, seemed to exude a presence that dwarfed them all.