Restitution
Reluctant to open her eyes, she heard the song of a meadowlark and the shuffling and snorting of large animals all around her. "no!!!" she screamed internally, "it wasn't a dream! it wasn't a dream!" "no!"
On the Nature of Dragons: Ferocity
"... hold close the song of the meadowlark..." * * * "i told you it'd still be standing." leof punched braun's shoulder playfully. "i'll be damned," he laughed, shaking off the blow. "it really is."
What I Know
The lilting promise of the meadowlark. full of spring and harbingers of things. giving this place a 'youth' that shouldn't realistically be there. the station was decades old, probably. he didn't know how old this place was, exactly.
Mine and Yours Part 1
The sweet, high warble of meadowlarks singing their morning song serenaded his ears, and as cheerful as the music was, the dawn's early golden light streaming through the stained-glass window also brought a towering sense of dread._ **_'no... it's too soon
A Refined Evening
With a steady hand, i slowly reached out to the meadowlark and caressed its head. "hey there, little one..." i spoke softly.
Demiurge/Reader Chapter 1
The meadowlarks call to one another and butterflies swim through the air, their wings like little fragments of stained glass.
Sympathy for the Devil
In the field behind the prison, i learned quickly, there are meadowlarks. this sort of thing, you know--when you see life not really quite as life is but as an impressionist painting with bright colours and nothing but happy people.
Demon Love #1 - Summoning
meadowlark park was vast, and the most privacy they were likely to get.