Whisperwillow
whisp moved her arm to support herself again and i nuzzled against her cheek.
Lighter side of Dark
The will-o-whisp came and charged foreword running into the tube. i flipped the switched shutting him in. the dead appeared in the other tube. i put on my goggles and smiles. "and thus the dead shall live once again!"
Watership Down - Blueberry's Tale, Book 2, Chapter 27
Darkclaw-rah snapped back at whisp who was swaying about side to side. "and could you stop doing that, it makes me dizzy watching you." he saw whisp move back into the shadows as he sat there on the boulder.
Before Commute (Otherwise Untitled)
In the light of whisps of dawn, in his driveway, in his car to head to work, the skunk sat for a moment. what mattered considered, he was on schedule and wearing his third favorite shirt. the turned the ignition to the start position.
No J-Turns (Otherwise Untitled)
Even with the door closed, whisps of chill danced their way about the room and off towards the beds.
Monday Memos [song lyrics]
You in it for just the fun_ _ _ _memo dated monday, 10 am_ _to whom it may concern_ _i'm the one who set out on my own_ _to explore the world with every turn_ _ready to make my life my own_ _the one in my heart upon the throne_ _now another whisp
Piercing Alarm (Otherwise Untitled)
Most of the pieces clattered about the room, whisps of the glowing white light lingering where they'd fallen.
Kelly's Adventure
She felt the wind whisping through fur that is usually not whisped by wind, and she loved every second. as mitch turned to leave, kelly bent forward and pushed her breasts up jiggling them at him.
Smoking Fox
Her snake eyes darting momentarily to the fireplace as a thick whisp of smoke drifted into her room, the smoky tendril twisting and swirling as it drifted further into the room.
Balance Of Power CH 3
As he approached, he noticed that michael's eyes were black, and small whisps of pure black smoke floated off of his body. "hey, we were outside of the village and we could feel your power" spyro told him "you were? sorry."
The summary of the Gyetkti Floating Cattle by Professor Marlo Trotsky
Talking of farms, these creatures are kept in pens and are prevented from fleeing by the use of a form of magic endemic to the planet where the air molecules are arrange into a pattern that turns them into a semi-permeable wall which whisps and flows like
Vacancies for Overseers (Otherwise Untitled)
Once he was done coughing up the day's dust and breeze, he glanced up to the sight of deep blue begining to smother the remaining whisps of amber sky. the stars had already begun to trickle into view, like hope gradually condensing on the firmament.