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By AnonymStanley Goldyn
Bucquoy knew of him, and didn't like him because he took his wine in sips.
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By AnonymStanley Goldyn
How can a man whose eyes are so close together be trusted?
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By AnonymStanley Goldyn
Inwardly, Mansfeld felt as repentant as a ferret in a rabbit burrow.
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By AnonymStanley Goldyn
She glanced admiringly at Volkov, a brief but encompassing appraisal. Her furtive scrutiny of Jack lingered longer.
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By AnonymStanley Goldyn
The blades sang like the strokes of a hammer on a blacksmith's anvil echoing in the empty churchyard.
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By AnonymStanley Goldyn
The prisoner's recurrent, sporadic dreams of escape were simply that - spurious vagaries dismissed almost as quickly as they blossomed in Schkirt's feverish mind.
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By AnonymStanley Goldyn
The rancid, acerbic smell of burning flesh rasped in the throats of the shocked onlookers, an odour once breathed never forgotten.
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By AnonymStanley Goldyn
The realisation of where he was suddenly dawned on the youth in chains, who stopped abruptly, recoiling like a fugitive at the edge of a cliff, and swallowed noisily in the obscure silence.
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