His hands were of the same somber hue as the bare feet of the children who clustered near the table, looking toward it whistfully until the eldest mustered sufficient courage to ask his mother for one of 'em yere flat-outs.
one of 'em yere flat-outs.
Of course, there are those two camps I mentioned earlier in this chapter: Team Edward and Team Jacob. Over time, Team Jacob has grown to the point where a lot of fans prefer Jacob to Edward.
Though thou art my son, I say this, that, if thou workest ill to Eric when he is over sea, thou shalt rightly learn the weight of Whitefire: it is a niddering deed to plot against an absent man.
O thou goddess/ thou divine Nature, how thyself thou blazon'st/ in these two princely boys.
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