Disease
"this place reminds me of an impressionist painting," i said aloud, floating on my back in the shallows. shawn waded towards me, picking his way carefully around the rocky bottom of the river. "oh?" "yeah." he spoke up. "i love the impressionists.
The Old Republic: Beyond Light and Darkness ch. 5
Tall, impressionistic statues decorated the area, each representing one of the founders of the republic. the wolf stood there, in the middle of the avenue, for a longer while, starting contemplatively at the statues.
Apprentice
She was black-scaled, a beautiful shiny scale colour that reflected the ambient light around her, tinging the darkness with different colours like an impressionist artist could only dream of reproducing, a long, thick tail completing her beauty.
The Stranger
At 3:45 a.m., the room is an impressionist's study, without definite edges or shapes. the orange street lamp outside the windows gives just enough light to see the path to the kitchen. my black rodent eyes flit about the room.
Immersion and Feedback
The surrounding trees blurred into an impressionistic spattering of colors, then sharpened up into the interior of a bedroom. sunlight filtered through the window small, rustic window, catching motes of dust as they aimlessly danced about.
Working Hard part 1
Muted earth-tones, plastic potted plants and impressionist art. the floor was carpeted. a daring move, i thought, given how coked up middle managers were so jittery they could spill a glass of jello.
Invincible
Gaseous formations, swirling like impressionist paintings come to life. repairs would take a few days. in the meantime, they could only sit here, waiting, hoping that no one came to this nebula and decided to explore inside it.
Apologia III
On the thursday we went all impressionist. i had never looked at art, voluntarily, before. and i did not have an artistic bone in my body. my one claim to fame in school had been a raku fired pot that almost but not quite was round.
Louder Than Words
Then, finally, back to hers ears, her bat brain instantly converting the noises into vivid, impressionistic images. he so desperately wished he could see what she was seeing. to his mousey mind, they were just ... noises.
TMNT – Secret of the Sewers
French impressionist." ed admitted. "degas.... i dig degas." pablo said to put his friend at ease. "you did a me!" he said before leaning forward, kissing his friend deeply. when the kiss broke, they both smiled.
Counter Earth Chronicles Dual Realities Chapter 17: Sometimes The People You Think You Know The Best Are Those You Don’t Know At All
"i would call it somewhat of a transitionary period from abstract to impressionist." corey replied sounding like an eccentric critic in a very high end art gallery. rumble rewarded his boy for the snarky remark. \*whap\* "ow!"
A Gate
There were no birds, no animals, just that feeling that someone transported him into one of monet's impressionist paintings. where the fuck was he? he slowly stood up. this couldn't be real, could it?