I cannot claim that I ever came out of the broom closet, because I didn't even know that I had the option of hiding in said closet when I began to self-identify as a Pagan at the age of seventeen.

Mrs. Fetherstonehaigh, with her gifted generalship, would undertake to conquer on behalf of presentable Australasiatics whose purses were long enough, and aspirations hardy enough, to furnish forth the powerful gold and serviceable brass so peculiarly requisite...

“Asking me not to breathe would be simpler,” Drake said. “If I could spare you what's coming—” “No.” Drake feathered her fingers through Sylvan's hair. “We fight together.” Sylvan nodded and relaxed in her embrace. Drake didn't fear death.

In the course of the industrial development, the Tan-tung municipality in Liaoning province has raised a technical working force with socialist consciousness.