Floraverse Fan Fic: Break From Score
With that settled, the two sisters made their plans to head to foxtrot and into bluegrass hills and beyond.
Vacation Souvenirs—Chapter 9
"i don't know...bluegrass isn't really my favorite, but i like what i'm hearing so far," austin admitted with a chuckle as he walked through the park gates with kane.
Red Rider
It played only old sad country songs and bluegrass. i know how that must sound, but i liked it, too. it was a good station, though i think they've since replaced or retooled it.
Yoshi, the Shy and Stunted Shiba
With a slight collar or sometimes just a loud, hot pink button-up shirt with wavy white patterns, some busted seams around the arms and the tag torn off, dog tags hung around his thick neck, long, black pants with "sparefish", the name of his favorite bluegrass
A Taste of Something Else ~ Chapter 12
I kept on checking my phone, but no new messages came - except for one from alex, who'd sent me a music video of some weird bluegrass-thrash metal hybrid band. it was okay.
Dragon Harem (Reboot) Chapter 10: A Visiting Friend
Draconicon was also one of the few that knew havok hadn't stopped with the spying when he became an overlord, either, out in the bluegrass range.
Big Loads, Best Friends
I haven't heard bluegrass in a long time. oh, and i'm rick." "oh i s-- hey, what? you already told me your name." daniel pulled into the rest stop.
Chapter IV: First Time Explorers
Not bluegrass, but an actual blue colored grass, which grew in multitudes. the group waded their way through the grass, and soon found a dirt road which wound its way down into a small cluster of shacks.
Reflection of the Cat
'twas scarcely twilight, wind-touched meadows, placid and bathed in a rosy hue, savory and cordial; were lush with lengthy bluegrass blended against gold sunrays, and kindly tinted wildflowers dancing gingerly to a harmonic breeze.
Never Let You Go (Part III)
I turned away from likax and stared out the window, watching the sun begin to set behind the bluegrass-covered hills, not sure what to think. as proud as my parents (and mrs.
Cooking With Fire (Six Step Recipe)
He had to explain that no, he never saw labyrinth because his family was against fantasy movies and no, he wasn't familiar with gothic rock because the only music his dad allowed at home was bluegrass, folk, and occasionally some rolling stones.
Floraverse Fic: Silent Rabbat
World, species, and more belong to http://glitchedpuppet.tumblr.com/ in a small home out in bluegrass, a peach furred singing rabbat sat at a wooden table, their light blue eyes half-lidded and their elbow upon the tabletop, chin resting in paw.