Moon Over Marin
His breath wreaks of cigarettes and absinthe. "hopping in and out of here and fucking with the rest of us." one of his hands presses the side of my face into the tile as the other holds my wrists against the small of my back.
Call of the Night
Mostly a group of high-society males that liked to drink absinthe from animal skulls and believe themselves to be gods in their hallucinations. but one male, he was different. he didn't engage in the trivial actions and banter of everyone else.
Zippy Zipperdale: Moderately Mad Scientist--The Eighth Experiment
Looking for a quite place to read when the library was too crowded, artificial vampire eve absinth had discovered that the easy way to find it was to use her claws to climb the side of the school and find a ledge to sit on during cloudy days like this
Cast a Kitten
He was drinkin' absinthe for chrissake. but i left him to it. what da hell, right? but den, i remember what i heard before i split da windycity." he shook his finger at kore as he spoke. hoagie paused his story and lit up a cigarette.
Foxes Across the Stars (A Lore Friendly Star Fox Story)
Just a couple of minutes ago he had heard her sweet voice, asking for a absinth of light. the vixen's voice had been somber and sad despite trying to be cheerful and happy.
Deus Ex Inferni I: In the Beginning
There may be some odd words here and there, but i did most of the writing on this while tired or drunk on absinthe (a possible explination for the somewhat erratic and odd turns the story takes at times). as to the name of the story?
There's No Way I Got Assigned To My Older Sister?! The Story Of How The Anthrostate Gave Me An Unthinkable Marriage
"it's absinthe." of course, she'd drink something like that. she's probably going to talk about how great artists or something liked to drink it. you think it just makes her look like some kind of hipster.