Cinder-Ella Chapter 6
"that's the guy who stole my urn!" the old lady yelled. "and my watch!" a young nobleman grumbled. "and my money sack!" another boy yelled. the people began tearing at his clothes, claiming their stolen goods.
Naoku: Sengoku Era Kitsune
Now what did i do with that watering urn? closeup on a clawed hand clapping on naoku's shoulder. the hand's owner, a large brown bear, laughs. aotsuna (o.s.) talking to the tree again, are you, naoku?
FF9: Voluntary Statuary
His subject was not one of the volunteers, but apparently one of the supplied subjects, an urn with embossed decorative patterns. apparently quite tricky as he needed a perfect duplication - a larger object like, say, a statue had more leeway.
City of Morals - Chapter 3: All's in Pain
There were many pots, urns, glasses, plates--anything that was breakable. they were scattered around on tables and chairs that were also randomly placed, which, he knew, godric would also break later.
Jackie-The-Junior Epilogue-Second-Chances
Waiting for me to waddle past before following as we head for the urn storage wall. as i expected. christine, my husband, along with alpha and mauri are standing there.
From Elsweyr With Love (#2)
Key is in the urn on the left of the door. and faelian..." "yeah?" "i'm going to be following this one closely. it's important." "got it. when do you expect her in the city?" "two days from now." "i'll contact you when it's over." "no need.
Retrieval
If your brother finds himself on the wrong end of a space mafia blaster pistol, i shovel the remnants into a decorative urn for the mantle back home. i bring closure, in a way.
Dreams - A fine meal
The coffee was ready on the timer in the giant silver urn. the wine was nestled in the coolers for the waiters to serve. all looked perfect. with six hours left it was my turn to relax and ready myself.
Herdnan- Chapter Fourteen
The waitress, a plump, jolly beaver slid up to the booth with an urn of coffee and filled skreft's mug. "coffee hun?" she asked cymaenie. he nodded turning his mug over and smiling. "thanks love."
The Pissing Guard
Don't think of rivers, of rain, of urns filling up and swaying to tip, water pushing over the edge of the spout... "hn..." sam's mouth clamps shut to prevent a whined groan. maybe the others would think it was just a groan of the leather.
Ship Wave Ch7
The remains of his grandfather in an urn that he released some of his ashes into the sea of freedom, now, with some remaining left inside that urn, he's now in his flooded cabin down below them. "alright, i'll come with you." he released.
"Skylands: The Third Gate" ch.12 (NaNoWriMo 2015)
However, soon they arrived at the large plaza in which the hexagonal temple of the caretakers stood solitary watch amidst its desiccated trees and old urns.