Part 2: Mourning and Waking
He looked across at the still form on the floor, attended by one mourner: his brother, who was crying over him. he looked back up at the towering form in blue fur who stepped back and waved him at the youngster.
Combat Fatigue
They would soon though, and when they did, they would have some extra company, and a large and silent body to place between the mourners and the fruit loops. it would be like the westboro nuts were never there.
Mourning The Sun
"be easy now, my young mourner." she cooed softly. "you're doll can easily be fixed. here, let me see it."
A Biography of a Human: Eclipse
mourners! the sensation of being carried, the flowers around my neck! this was also my funeral. i flew, flew, into a frenzy!
Those Precious Moments
Most people picture funerals as dark, solemn affairs with grey clouds overhead and an assembly of blank-faced mourners dressed in black.
Prologue to Lucky Me
He so loved mortals, and 'specially t' original clans, he used his magic t' create t' banshees, t' faerie mourners from some o' t' original residen's o' iyreland." "what? who was here before the irish came?" i ask, confused.
Price of Life: Chapter XIII
He was the only mourner. after that, he began to demand jobs that had to do with handling slaves. he became the commander of xx-31, as you know. virgil was so overcome by revenge that he took ever opportunity to hurt slaves and slander my family.
Pokemon Story - Brotherhood of the Bracken Sea Ch. 1
Though he felt grief just like his fellow mourners, he could only stare coldly at his father's picture frame. his empty eyes looked at his father in contempt before he gave his brother a turn.
Priest of Myrrah, Chapter 1 (REVISED)
As the sickly-sweet scent of burning flesh wafted out, most of the mourners began to stray from the square. the odor had the added result of forcing me to relive the countless other funerals the father and i had performed over the years.
My dear Brutus
"he said quietly and left the two mourners. dr. frenzen was right. stefan accompanied lydia on the following tuesday for the funeral of brutus and was surprised by how reverent the expiration of the small ceremony.
Seven Days- Part IV
Requisite cutting of the cloth seemed like such a shame to be performed on a black silk taffeta that defined class but joshua did as he was instructed by centuries of jewish funerary tradition ("we can always get that re-sown") and said the customary mourner's
In Epilogue
Among the mourners was a young rodent woman who wore a black dress suit, wiping at one of her cheeks to dab away the tears.