Steel Wool
Even the mere act of walking let loose a symphony of grinding cogs rubbing against the terrain. these constant pops and squeaks had become so ordinary to the anomaly that it rarely noticed any other noise.
Chapter 3 - Death to Innocence
#3 of cog origins: shade: terror of the night transfer from old id the rustle of the leaves would rupture most of the silence in the deep jungle.
Chapter 2 - Pomba Vou
#2 of cog origins: shade: terror of the night transfer from old id. matheas's malaria would continue for a few more days before he could start moving around again on his own.
Devoted Tails, Chapter One: Hopefully Yours!
"so what's gettin' in-between those cogs, kitten? i could practically hear the fuses blowing from back here." "myxxi..." she said, trailing off.
A Dragon\'s Love
Jake heard cog victory!! and smiled he wanted to take a nap while she played but fido had other plans. she waited until he was asleep and then she pounced.... she jumped onto his chest, waking him instantly.
The Lead Crown: Ch 7c, Proclamations (Pt 2)
The doberman smiled to himself, twisting the cog-crowned ring on his finger; he'd come a long way in a short time, and things were only improving. the sound of the downstairs door opening caught the doberman's attention.
New Zyra
The green cog, the family in charge of making sure new zyra stays new zyra, remains to themselves mostly, i havd had to, relieve, a few members of the family for trying to re-create firearms.
Prisoner
A low grinding noise answered his call; like the sound of twisting gears and moving cogs, the slab was slowly starting to stand more and more upright, and ember's panic only increased as it did.
Shayde's Story Chapter 1
One of the more bolder-looking scum-bags, a grey wolf, was taking far too much interest in the dusty red leather sheath hanging off shayde's hip for his liking, the cogs turning in his mind as he wondered how much it was worth on the black market.
Chapter 2: Origin
However, most of it moves on, like cogs in a machine, not caring about anything other than survival and reproduction until the creature's death. that is, for _unintelligent_ life, anyways.
Nowhere Hotel: the frist floor
A typewriter is affixed to the wall, a four-foot-wide cog holds the door head of us shut. a hammering sound is off in the distance.
Chronomancer Chronicles: The Burning Rebellion - For the Dawn
Dancing between each plume was a tiny, golden cog, drifting idly through the air and spinning to some unsung tune. the fires from the impact were instantly extinguished.