A Good Death
Matt Dunn
Matt Dunn
Phillip Vargas
Jared Rosen
Jared Rosen
Ian St. Martin
Anthony Reynolds
Moving soundlessly, Quinn repositioned herself in the shadow behind the smoldering front door. The man stepped inside, then froze, like a deer tensing as it feels an unseen predator’s eyes upon it.
Ariel Lawrence
The painful memory of war that smoldered among the crowd flared to life at Riven’s words. They shoved each other, shoulders knocking together and shouting, as they all tried to stand at once.
Ian St. Martin
Matt Dunn
But worse, the Hearthblood were all dead, and their town was nothing but smoldering ruins and a fading memory.
For many centuries, the half-mountain once called Hearth-Home has stood silent.
Graham McNeill
His eyes, once rendered in vivid blue, were now a smoldering red.
They pulsed in time with her heartbeat.
He reached out to her, and his slender fingers were elegantly tapered, with long nails like glittering talons.
Graham McNeill
The only light is the faint glow smoldering in the bulbous pods growing out of my shoulders.
Not nearly enough light for human eyes to see clearly, at least not at the speed we’re moving.
Dana Luery Shaw
If your tapestry catches fire, the entire thing will burn... unless you cut the smoldering threads away. Then you still save most of it.”
“You’re wrong.
Jared Rosen
The creature's head, split down the center and burnt beyond recognition, smoldered with the faint scent of sulfur and blackthorn. Its body contorted on the ground, flame roasting its membranes from the inside, and Lucian straightened his hat as he leaned back into the darkness of his room.
Graham McNeill
My father had not wanted me to see it, fearing it would enflame the desire to rebel that had smoldered in every Icathian heart for centuries.
The memory of exactly what it looked like is gone now, but I remember it was enormous beyond belief, inhuman and terrible…
I would see the god-warriors later that day.
Graham McNeill
Scraps of mist clung to him like cobwebs and the smoldering root around his neck burned with a fierce cherry red glow.
“On your feet, this fight isn’t done!”
Ariel Lawrence
The small forge at the back of the room had burned down to embers smoldering under a crust of ash. I crouched through the window and stepped inside.
Scott Hawkes, George Krstic, Anthony Reynolds, and John O'Bryan