Round about...
With winds stronger than one can stand, i resist into the fray of tomorrow gusts pushing fears away, i tred evermore for chance at time to borrow i sway through tear filled clouds darkening into
Bone King: Booty Call
She eyed him up, taking in his fraying bdus, the long, olive drab scarf wrapped loosely around his shoulders poncho-style and the soft tanker's 'helmet' stuffed into his flak vest.
All Hallow's Eve
They were a few years old, and the knees were frayed and well-shredded. they were loved, to say the least.
How to Save a Spark
You need to have open and be listening to the song ‘how to save a life' by the fray whilst you read this, for it is integral to the story. ‘how to save a life' is the property of the fray and i do not claim ownership over it.
The Dragon and the Steed Part 3
"a few more meals like this would do your middle some wonders..." \* he awoke from his daydream as fray came blundering through the woods towards him as befit his stature.
Discharging Ballast (TTW pt. 7)
It was his wallet, and as he opened it, kane saw the old, frayed photo. four smiling rhinos, both brothers were a lot younger, ten or eleven years younger. their late parents ageless. kane turned away. 'not the time to process that.'
The Captain's Captive- Attack on the Camp
From a dune a short distance away, a stalflos astride a skeletal horse watched the fray as it unfolded before him.
The Book of Warlock 9. The Collector.
Then as it travels, disrupting life as it moves, the fabric of reality itself will begin to fray. like an acid eating away at cloth. eventually, the reality it resides in will purge itself.
I shall not bow
But now your bonds i see them at last breaking with every lie that is undone my eyes begin to see the very metal fraying. i know there is hope and yet you look at me as if i'm insane...and yet you deny it.
My Wonderful Little Sister- A Poem for Katie
As i hear their words i grit my teeth, and my fists begin quaking, like a feral beast i lash out, the nearest one falls preyi break him against the floor, as the others watch stunned, and then leap into the fray, the taste of copper stains my tongue, my body
One and the Same - Journal Entry - Saturnii, July 13th, Year 1355
After looking closer at the dream i have decided it must be a very old memory, similar to an ancient book the details and parts of the memory have frayed at the edges.
A Harsh Trek
The wooden planks creaked, and groaned in agony under her own weight, the entire bridge's ropes were fraying despite being newly constructed, a shoddy job from a shoddy, lazy goat. still, it would have to do, it had to withstand.