All Sam the souldiers then replied.

How many such-like cuckoldries are there in histories, procured by the Gods against seely mortall men?

A starburst of red exploded on his chest and he flew backward a good six or seven feet.

Todd still gripped the misshapen reddish chimneytop in the fist that had collapsed the roof, flattening the gingerbread house and with it the little cookie snowman and snowwoman and snowchild.