Hassan kneed himself up, over, in, soundlessly, feet on floor, knife out, eyes like blunter knife trying to cut darkness.
Wil you be married, Motley?
Most of the deer I see are going to be out of range. For someone with a gun, 50 yards is a chip shot. For a bowhunter, it's no shot.
1616, Francis Bacon, letter to the Duke of Buckingham
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