The Centos Herd
Then i turn and run out my backdoor and into the meadow. i gallop down towards the tree at the middle of the meadow. i'm breathing heavy. finally the veil of lust lifts as i breath in the clean air and i can start thinking rationally again.
Act XV
"our second target is in pine meadow, connecticut. one of a set of custom made cookie cutters in the shape of a ski lift chair. they are owned by a mrs. nancy carmichael. she never lends them out to anyone.
Sacrificed to the Satyr
In a valley below his sunny meadow, a similar drought was gripping the village that lay nestled between the tall hills.
Scarlet & Gold
It _is_the sacred meadow, you know." gathis smiled devilishly. "you're right, it's only proper." mawta smiled, filled with joy.
The Innocent Behind the Monster
He said to meadow with a determinate tone. "what, are you on his side now? just get out of my way." then terrador interjected. "meadow, calm down."
Haldor and Aylandar
_ \* \* \* the sun is shining bright in the sky stroking the green meadow with its rays. it\*s a wonderful day for a walk or a swim for there\*s a forest and a river nearby.
Song of the Summer King: Chapter 3
Shard turned toward the meadow, ready to make up for his cowardice. "only a fool would stand ground alone against old lapu," a female voice said. shard whirled, hissing, and saw no one.
Hitch Gets Bashed: Chapter 4 - Zipp
In the meadow below them, thousands of dragons were flying around and playing together like they had always belonged there. "it actually worked." hitch observed through the pain.
Into the Rabbit Hole
_naruto was back at the lone tree and meadow, yet he wasn't his human form. he took that of a fox, a real fox with fur and such.
The Centos Herd
Then i turn and run out my backdoor and into the meadow. i gallop down towards the tree at the middle of the meadow. i'm breathing heavy.
The fruits of her labor
Finally she came upon a meadow surrounded by the wall of roots the sunlight was at such an angle that its rays cast an almost heavenly aura about the clearing.
Lonely Oak Chapter 87
For a while, the meadow appeared to mirror itself. the boy once again passed a field of corn, a scarecrow in perpetual salute in the distant middle. but this was just symmetry; a majestic detail that the meadow held.