Thẻ: Face

The sunset faded to twilight

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I began walking, therefore, in a big curve, seeking some point of vantage and continually looking at the sand. ...

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Idly digging his toes in the sand

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It did so indeed, and much sooner than she had expected. Granser babbled on unnoticed. ...

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What art thrusting that thief-catcher into my face?

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I believe I have broken a finger here against his cursed jaw ain't those mincing knives down in the forecastle there,...

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