Resort Relaxation
He was wearing a shirt patterned with palm fronds and some shorts, leaving the vibrant patterns of his skin clear as day.
Forest Keep 32
She chewed on a frond of her hair irritably. there was another shock to come. a large storehouse below them opened its doors and another dragoness wandered out into the bailey heading towards the rear of the enclosed area.
Kiba and Masaru (part 1)
The trees along the bank reminded her of palm trees but the fronds were more fern like. they looked like feathers. large lapis blue fruit of some kind grew tightly bunched at the base of the fronds.
Lewd Long Walks 1 of 2
Long fronds, multicolored flora, and plenty of ferns were almost overgrowing the path, and despite everything there weren't as many trees on this side.
Chapter Six
The bindings securing her to the horse were roughly untied and the doe was allowed to slide from the horse's back and collapse to the ground, her fall slightly cushioned by a carpet of moss and wide-leaf fronds.
Prey's Tour of Duty
She returned from her loop around the communications hub, shaking her head, her long face fronds waving from side to side. "nothing. just like i told you." "best to be sure.
Alternity: One
Above the walls, waving fronds of cycads wafted in the warm, circulated air. "mister foster, why do the individual growing rooms not have ceilings?" "they do," i say. "just not now.
In the Service of Mystery (Pt. 12)
I joined her and we sat looking across the river through a curtain of green fronds. we sat there as the shadows lengthened and the space under the willow darkened until it was like sitting in some cool green cave.
Predilection: CH 11: Shadows of Sacrifice
"we should get some sort of shelter set up, fly up and pull a couple of the palm fronds. i'll gather up some driftwood.
The Tribe.
There are two small fern fronds braided into her waist-length, dark-brown hair, the only symbol of status in her clan. coming back towards her tribe's main camp, she is stealthily slipping between what available shadows there are.
Shades of Gray
Flakes of newspaper and palm fronds swirled in a phantom wake. i shut my eyes for sharper focus and starting to echolocate. minus debris and soot caught in suspended animation, the ocean appeared void.
A Dinky Gift
The pale two-toned fronds of her mane seemed to highlight and draw attention to the golden gamboge of her eyes, which always seemed to be happy and smiling. there was something strangely compelling in those wide, bright eyes.