a guitar called blue
You are happy in heaven", "ashes to ashes dust to dust" the priest said as the coffin was lowered into the grave, it then started to rain, david watched until the coffin was in the grave then he watched as the grounds men put the soil over gray, then the gravestone
Messages in the Dark (Part 3)
Oh, sorry, a 'gravestone.' this place has really gone to hell. this whole city has, really." he nodded slowly. "that's why i live outside of the main city.
Flush a Fuck Ch. 31 Pumpkin Potty 2016 Halloween Special 5/5
The lines on the gravestone began to glow and the rinds split apart as the cat pulled free and began to kneel before it.
Tricky Treat
Many of the gravestones were intricately carved, some had statues, most were covered in ivy. it had been over a hundred years since the last person was buried there.
Night of the Naughty Spirit
Most of the tombstones were destroyed, and the gravestones that were still standing were either bent and broken._ _"sooo... this is the place huh?" swiftfoot asked as she looked around, carefully adjusting her headpiece._ _"yep!
Madness Vase
My hands gripped this gravestone hard, the gravel moving around the flesh beneath my purple haze. i knew he was getting close. i was getting closer.
The Haunted Mansion ch. 4
Nothing but worn trees and gravestones of the dead as far as she could see. it didn't seem right to her. if anything happened to them, it would all be her fault. her hands throbbed, the pain reverberating to her soul.
The Coon-Dog's Diaries (vol. 2 - Alfonz-Mackenzie)
I approached one of the thick granite stones dutifully, watching my stepping over the other gravestones respectfully so as not to stain any surfaces with grassy-green footprints.
Fun with Bolt and Penny 2: Early to Rise
A second later, bolt raced through the gravestones, snuck around the back of the tomb, and karate chopped the guard holding his person. the armored man collapsed in a heap. just then, the ground shuddered under their feet. penny looked around, alarmed.
Indigo Nights- Chapter 11: Paris
Quinn is drifting off to sleep, her head on a cold gravestone when her cellphone vibrates in her jeans. "you know where i am, and no i'm not hungry. i'll be back by morning," quinn says, uninterested in interacting with the world of the living.
A Conflict of Interests
She got off the post and squatted in front of a gravestone, tracing the inscription with her hoof. "jabez robinson. born 1967, died 2001. in all the time we knew i only remember you doing one cruel thing to me, and that's leaving me alone so early.
Ten of Nine lives
He silently gestured to one of the gravestones. it was cleared of snow and a dozen lavender branches laid just in front of the marble; they were always her favorite flower.