On Tv
A background chorus of cicadas exploded into their droning cheer. "keep telling your lies. we keep to our plans. we have a war to finish." he turned, and flexed his wings, shouldering them, raising them high, and paused. he glanced at his shard.
Lyon and the Orc - Pt.4
I’d gotten my wish for a quiet holiday, not another living soul was in sight.we remained that way until darkness fell, listening to the cicadas serenading the nightfall.
Kavi's Release
The rhythmic chirping of cicadas filled the air, punctuated by the occasional call of a hornbill or the rustle of leaves as a mouse darted through the underbrush. “true enough," kavi responded with a wry chuckle.
Mecha-Junk
The sound of cicadas filled the air in the large forest that surrounded union city. union city was a nice place, a beautiful thriving city. but lately the city has been having a problem with a dragonkin. a big, bad one.
Ember's Tribe Part IV: Quenching
He watched squads of stags haul felled trees to a lumber pile, cicadas indignantly fluttering out of the foliage.
Dad Camp Day 2
Chirping birds and buzzing cicadas greeted his ears. he let out a long yawn as he was staring up at the ceiling of his cabin. he'd almost forgotten where he was. he sat up and rubbed the sleep from his eyes. he looked around the room.
[MLP: FiM] C & C chapter 9: Varying types of assistance
Squirrels, crows, robins, and cicadas kept making noise, but none of the ponies did. "no. this cannot be," said the sunlight princess at last. "...who did this to you?" "please, do not put it that way. i wished to give birth to an heir.
United Through Two Worlds Chapter 5
Only the occasional cicada chirp broke the silence. however, as the folks down under slumbered, small sparks were appearing near one of the old cattle sheds. the sparks weren't noticeable at first, but they grew.
Ander - Chapter 8, Subchapter 1
Away in the distance, cicadas chirped their repetitive songs as though in complaint of the baking heat. and right here, beneath the softly swaying branches of a sycamore tree... "hello, emily," james said.
The Maze in the Fields
On those days i would relax by lying on the porch with a book while listening to lullaby melodies: swaying wheat, singing cicadas, and the summer breezes which whistled through the chimes above me. sometimes i would dream about the lion.
The Maze in the Fields
On those days i would relax by lying on the porch with a book while listening to lullaby melodies: swaying wheat, singing cicadas, and the summer breezes which whistled through the chimes above me. sometimes i would dream about the lion.
A Weekend By The Lake
They lay there a moment in the dappled shade on the far edge of the stage, the songs of birds and cicadas chirping and buzzing lazily around them in the warm summer air. suddenly, chrys sat up, her ears erect and alert.