Sightless

...much as the bones in a bird's wing: light and thin, ... bond. They came from wildly different times and cultures: Mary hailed from... became very sick. Life was different then; a cold could easily ...on the death certificate, sharp-edged type that tried to lend sense ... at the question — and, under different circumstances, she might have. Then ... individual points, as had its beak. “My papa gave this amulet ...

...much as the bones in a bird's wing: light and thin, ... bond. They came from wildly different times and cultures: Mary hailed from... became very sick. Life was different then; a cold could easily ...on the death certificate, sharp-edged type that tried to lend sense ... at the question — and, under different circumstances, she might have. Then ... individual points, as had its beak. “My papa gave this amulet ...

Books in Review 2009

... good read if this is the type of story you like. *** Admonishments of...told in first-person by a different narrator, which can be confusing when...feels remorse might work for a different species, but has no real bearing... to Beak of the Moon, this is about Keas (a type of... premise that these are hybrid bird-children who can fly is ... chapter head illo by a different artist. Definitely worth seeking out ...

"Kagome, Kagome"

...the word “kagome” itself, it refers to a type of basket weaving pattern, which is fabled to (...shouta. XXX Kagome, Kagome XXX X Crouch, little bird, inside your cage… X Well now. Aren’t ... made the demon grin, all the same—a different kind of grin, inexplicably affectionate for all of its... her evermore mute. Poor baby songbird: wings clipped, beak broken, trapped in a cage… But all the ...

FIC: Playmates (Ron/Ginny)

... with Hermione at all — that was different somehow. But seeing her talking, ...owl standing on the windowsill, its beak hitting the streaky pane in a..., puzzled. The owl clacked its beak in expectation, causing Ron to scowl...to the owl. He pitched the bird out the window, then set about... "You're not her bloody type," he muttered. The walk up to.... Hermione had hardly been the type to talk dirty to, and ...

[Fanfiction] Beginnings (Part I) (one-shot)

... matter if you’re a logia type,” the man continued amiably, “The old ...Marco sighed. “You’re a logia type, aren’t you,” Marco muttered, ..., but— the seas are just different, yanno? It’s just. You’re...fire could be seen igniting from different ships of the fleet in quick...ride you, you great, big dumbass bird.” Marco’s smile was decidedly ...by the belt in his fucking beak. That’s gotta hurt,” muttered ...

Fic: Divine Intervention - for calanor

...Snape had changed. He still had the same hooked, beak-like nose but gone were the long black robes,... the tags. “I never saw you as the type that wanted to celebrate Christmas,” Harry said. “... and stood looking at Severus’ body. It was much different than what he had expected. Severus was muscular ... night before. Harry took the letter from the bird and closed the window. He read the letter quickly ...

Fic for cephalopinguin

...was at the Burrow. But things were different lately. Well, things were different...a small, frantic owl tapped his beak excitedly on the window of Harry...opened the window and the tiny bird flitted around the bedroom before landing.... Ron wasn’t really the type to have heart-to-heart ...so clearly.” “Well, it’s a different kind of dream,” she admitted. ... in the room that was different than it had been when ...

(Doctor Who/Jeeves & Wooster) Jeeves and the Last Time Lord for shinealightonme

... credit for. There was something different about her. The Basset usually...woman sleeps with monsters. The beak that grips her she becomes...that the name of this bird didn’t ring a bell...to take me into a different and dreadful world.” (1) If...s always been a unique type. I’m sure he’s...this time I had a different response. Why should Jeeves be...and his companions is very different from that of a gentleman...

Ollie--"The Forsaken Part 10 of 10"

...on and off, a red and yellow framed pigeon, no a bird, holding a cocktail in his beak. On, off, the bright strobing glare made Starsky face contort, ... or seen them kiss, if things would have been very different. Maybe Hutch’s love had taken Starsky’s life. Wetness ... than three hours. In a while, he’d hit a different time zone. The Torino moved like a race car, slicing ...