The village pet (anteater vore)
The two of them were on a little knoll with a good view of the cracked, disintegrating crypts and moss growing across centuries-old headstones.
Moment’s Monument
The fox glanced at some of the dates on the headstones and felt out of time and space for some reason. some of them ended in 1890 and upwards. his numb mind couldn't remember anything past 1882. where had he been?
Chapter 8: Lost and Found, and Found
He flinches, looks at the half of the bat still remaining in his hand, then looks to the headstone. he made a chip in it, and a small one at that. “fucking…shit!”
Part Twenty
Mel set the candle in the center of the blue flowers planted in profusion and sherry set the plate on the carved marble headstone... taking a seat next to mel.
A Snowy Day
As you stood beside my headstone, you wished we could trade places and, in the murky place where i slept, i heard you.
Dodger: Continuation (4)
At least, if it was the same headstone. they were all so similar she might be wrong, but she didn't see any rocks on the other nearby headstones either and she was fairly sure she was at the right place. "must be some sort of signal," she thought.
Cub Services | Chapter 16
The headstone was nearly buried in a back corner of the graveyard that obviously never got any attention from the grounds keeper, near a rusting rot iron fence.
Guardian Blue: Thanks for the Fox - Chapter 3
She nodded down at the headstone. the elderly fox mused quietly a moment and then said, "oh, i gotcha now." he wheezed. "i'm elliot scritchard. i'm the caretaker here.
Act XXXI
I sighed, as i knelt and kissed xim's headstone. "my fallen friend. answers you will receive on this vacation. i am finally going to investigate the events that led hogan slade to want to kill you.
Restricted
I placed the flower on the headstone with the rest. the words on the stone were just beginning to fade, just like my memories with him. i could only remember the moment he asked me out, our first night together, first valentine's day.
Green Shuck
Neil held a hand over his racing heart, breathing hard, then hesitantly followed the ghost through the headstones.
Same Old, Same Old
Broken headstones and smashed marble littered the grounds. i set down my diminutive companion, and we both removed our scarves, confident we were now far enough away from civilization the secrecy no longer mattered.