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...the walls. In it she stood, defiant, leaning on a carved pillar in a faraway place. This is how he must have seen her at first: a mysterious, sad-ey... ...e two resulting heaps in the strongbox in our room. He pleadingly commands me: "No matter how much I beg and threaten, order or cajole – do not be... ...nloved establishment. They questioningly glance at me, a cold appraising look. They recount how they turned pros and swap the numbers of their rooms... ... a lot, I'm talking millions. We won't know what to do with it, I'm telling you. After all, how many steaks can one consume? With mushrooming gains,... ...ins who slaughtered Jews!" The legalistic side (they are big on it in penal institutions): How can I prove my whereabouts (on this bus) throughout t... ...o a chair and placed a bowl of nebulous soup in front. He stuck a wooden spoon right in the swirling liquid and went away. I ate, head bowed, mainta... ...s and squares, the foliaged daubs of green and orange, the ash-clad buildings eerily aglow. Swirling bouquets of men in women, hormone-exuding teens... ...ok away from her exuberant eyes, intermittently flaring and decaying. She grows silent and swirls the fluid gently in her glass. She gazes into it ... ...ot and then another, enthralled by their curvaceous obesity. The white paste and my saliva swirl in my mouth and drip on my undershirt in odorifero...

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... played, she was fully cognizant of these subliminal calculative moves and how a woman was played. She knew that she was desiring him more as a conse... ...s it was, had not happened totally from the merit of his work. He wondered how much the licentiousness of his life and the salaciousness of the subjec... ...n if it reduced the virility he felt as a type of swarthy Thai sex symbol. How strange it was, he thought to himself, that despite the fact that being... ...cently. I've been wondering about airplanes ever since-just thinking about how things get off the ground. Have you ever wondered that?" "Ka," me... ...'t in agreement. "No, he continually got more depressed and then no matter how many job interviews he went on, he came up empty handed. Then she too... ... brown and Chinese faces, movements of strangers on the sidewalks, and the swirl of infinite numbers on the quest for money, happiness, and adventure.... ...rejuvenated lasciviously when his eye spotted someone not in the shopper's swirl. The cravings so attractive to Jatupon were missing in those deadened...

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...-called Opera Ghost and his linkage to the Vicomte and Comtesse de Chagny: how the Phantom had loved and trained Christine Daae, a soubrette. He s... ...most dramatic moment of my performance was when I dismounted, demonstrating how much smaller I was than the horse and, with a simple gesture, had he... ...me. My father, in many ways, reared me as though I were a son. He taught me how to gentle a horse rather than breaking its spirit. He taught me how... ...horse rather than breaking its spirit. He taught me how to ride, as well as how to read and write. When I was old enough, I attended the village sc... ...gether. I would eventually move into Philippe’s much larger home and learn how to manage a household with servants. There would be children; that w... ...that this mischief is punished,” my rescuer said, his eyes flashing. With a swirl of his cloak, he was gone. I removed Pierrot’s saddle, inspecting ... ...ad.” My voice was deep with anger. For his part, Erik paced the room, cloak swirling about his ankles. “They will pay dearly for this,” he announce... ...w gave a ruddy light to his raven hair. He doffed his cloak with an elegant swirling motion and laid it across a chair. Gloves followed, and then c... ...throat, then down his sternum and flat abdomen, until at last my tongue was swirling around his tumescence. His hips moved gently as he caressed my ...

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... on the trail. As we rode on, to get my mind off the pain, I thought back to how I got here. Three years ago I left home to be a cowboy – somethin’... ...d did what he told me. He handed me a glass of water. Steel Dust Dawn 7 “Swirl this around in your mouth and spit it out, then do it again.” I... ...ut now, given the fact that we’re an hour behind Washington.” “I’m not sure how you know all that Doc, but you did a heck of a job on my mouth, so... ...t gets too uncomfortable out on the trail.” “I’m all set, Doc,” I replied. “How long a ride did you say it was?” “Taking it easy, we can make it ... ...as so glad to have that pain in my jaw gone that I wouldn’t really have cared how long the ride Steel Dust Dawn 15 was, but I was gettin’ a littl... ... One, we were headed east, and two, my face was gonna burn. Seemed no matter how long I lived out on the range my skin never turned dark like some....

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...you know, recognize our potential, like my dad did.” Mitch smiled at her warmly. He knew how much her father meant to her and how much she missed h... ... un- derclothes,” she retorted. “Already done,” he said as he sat down. “Have I mentioned how much I hate Dustimaine?” She laughed. yyyyy Pus... ... overtook her as she fell fast asleep. yyyyy She awoke. She was alone. She panicked, how long have I been asleep? she wondered. Where was Mitch... ... appeared to be carved from solid granite and was covered by strange-looking hieroglyphs. How- ever, the most prominent symbol was the first one they... ...aybe they contain documents of some sort.” Secret of the Sands 9 She reflected on how the one thing that has been missing from Egypt’s ancien... ...e everyone else had left the lab for the night so they could work alone. Their heads were swirling with ideas and possibilities. The metal of the cyl... ... but she could make out no words. Then she saw Assan in the crowd, a still figure amidst swirling chaos. He glared at her with utter contempt. “You... ...ll of his anger and hate into this moment. Every lie, every deceit, Amoni’s death…it all swirled in his mind like a lethal poison. “Alaj, he is dea... ...ing you to life. Now rise!” Secret of the Sands 243 yyyyy With those words, a swirl of dust and ashes clouded Traeus’ vision. Once it cl...

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...my mom passes with a coffee mug in hand and a long coat on. She says this is the worst time to be remodeling and is complaining about the cold, about how the heater should work soon but the workers keep rescheduling because of the weather. Where is the remote? she yells. I can’t remember where I put the damn remote. The foam keeps collecting and spilling out of my mouth. I...

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...work of 1,868 pages: This is the latest revised version. The book analyzes and explains: 1: The origins of our Universe: where it came from and how it was created. 2: Basic aspects and dynamics of the Organic Universe and Organic Life. 3: The origins of modern humans going back 25 million years. 4: Human Psycho-biology. 5: The beginnings of civilization. 6: The...

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...Chapter 1: The Universe. Pgs 1-112 How the Universe came into being. Chapter 2: Life Pgs 113-131 Structural dynamics of the Universe and Life Chapter 3: Hominids Pgs 132-187 A: How we evolved into Humans Pgs 188...

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... Chapter 1: The Universe. Pgs 1-112 How the Universe came into being. ... ... Chapter 3: Hominids Pgs 132-187 A: How we evolved into Humans Pgs 188-222 ... ...tive Table of Contents Chapter One: The Universe How the Universe Came into Being. ........................................ ...e Totality of Twelve Pg 119 Science Pg 121 Instinct and Evolution Pg 124 How and Why Life Emerged Chapter Three: Hominids Pg 132 ... ...sness tried to do this an Infinite number of times until she finally became a swirled Duality of Everythingness and Nothingness. Then Impetus had ... ...ke before the Daoist Duality of Everythingness and Nothingness became a mixed swirl with curved lines. This photo is not a coincidence. These two ... ...the river. You cannot use mathematical equations showing how every eddy, and swirl of every fluid once of that water inter-acts and connects itself ... ... made today… the mechanical arms that make them; dance around it in arabesque swirls, gracefully landing every time on the head of the pin… The mod... ...gle jangle morning I'll come followin' you. Take me on a trip upon your magic swirlin' ship My senses have been stripped, my hands can't feel to gri...

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...t just write yourself a better part in the script!” and Gal, who showed me how magic happens. Copyright © Tom Glaister 2008 All rights reserved. No p... ...ld. He had never mentioned to anyone his dream to travel, and had no idea how he might ever begin. He doubted any- one would understand, anyway. All ... ...rella with them when they go out. The truth is that the weather is simply how the sky gods like to express themselves. Some of the sky gods are f er... ...ath a tree in the garden of the children’s hospital. No one could imagine how he’d got there and he didn’t appear to be harmed in any way. There was... ... Sandra crying by his bed. Only that and strange fragments of dreams that swirled around his head. ‘I’m afraid I don’t know. I don’t remember,’ he sa... ...mory eluded him and he looked back at the sky for inspiration. The clouds swirled dangerously overhead but there seemed to be one patch of sky that ... ...mp to Theo’s throat. He turned his attention to the crystal ball that now swirled milky white again. ‘Can I try?’ he asked timidly. Lou nodded. The... ...iet that they could almost hear their own minds hard at work. The orb now swirled milky white again as though nothing had happened. The light it gav... ...rb pulse through his f ngers, and he held his breath in expectation as it swirled a rainbow of colours. Just as the vision seemed to begin, though, ...

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...iams. Lakisha Spletzer made the connection between physical cannibalism and how my societies fed off each other, an observation I used in my marketi... ...n and Fantasy Writers of America, Dec. 2008-Jan. 2009) provided me with the how-to advice and the inspiration to create this second edition as a fre... ...w possessed powers greater than those of his own life. She should rejoice. How did one rejoice when one's heart was ripped open? Back in her commun... ...ed with wax. With their parchment and quill would come the power of choice: how much of their life to share before they passed beyond it. 8 Elissa... ...rong, killed and yet worshipped by the weak. We became their gods on earth. How could she explain the Covenant to children so young? Without it, kil... ... of sweetened spring water. She croaked, "Thank you." She filled her mouth, swirled the liquid around her teeth, and spat it out. "Drink some," the... ...gh the heat, as though more cavalier movements would sweep the stories into swirls of dust, their motes tumbling disjointedly into nonsense patterns... ... it collide silently with the steam lifting from her vacated bath, the slow swirl of warm eddies melding with cold. Her skin prickled as her pelt dr...

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...e’s Monolith “Hywela Lyn is a skillful storyteller. I’m impressed by not only how her descriptions are rich, vibrant, and flowing, but how she ... ...t how she weaves the qualities of courage, honor and loyalty into the question of how much a woman–mortal or not–will sacrifice to save the life of... ... Hywela Lyn 2 in her eyes. “First, I would have you dance for me. You know how I love to see you dance.” Even if he had not been the Musaget... ...round as they performed the complex sequence of steps in time to her song and the swirling of her hips. It almost seemed as if time stood still and... ...ay recall the folk who inhabit it, who call themselves the Keltoi. Ah, the Celts. How could she forget them? “I do. They were a fierce and noble r... ...lse, she began to dance. She conjured up a silky himation between her fingers and swirled it above her head as she moved to the accompaniment of he... ...he ground. Between her fingers, she held a long piece of silky material, which she swirled around her, until it seemed almost like a living thing. ... ...ped into the moonlight. In a soft voice, she began to sing, removing her brat and swirling it around her head. She moved her hips in the rhythmic w... ...” Zeus studied her from under his shaggy brows and shook his head. The white hair swirled like a storm around his shoulders, almost dislodging his ...

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...stly white in the wan light of the moon. He wheezed as he approached Dirkk. “How goes it, Thomas? Or should I say Healer Kerry Daemon?” Dirkk said. Gr... ... again to hover behind Thomas. Dirkk walked to the group of silent fairies. “How long before they will be missed?” “They are from a deep woods clan. I... ...d the gruff dwarf found to mother after she’d left? Maggie would be ten now. How long did basset hounds live? The smile faded. And what about Dirkk an... ...happy and she wanted Rourk to be happy too. She was moving on with her life. How could she not want him to do the same? She pressed her burning cheek ... ...n and me,” she read, “March 4, 1980.” She smiled at the girl. “Come on in.” How could she tell this girl her father had entered a rift and was in ano... ...e way to where my lord waits.” THEY STOPPED BEFORE a closed door carved with swirls and patterns and inlaid with pale gold. The healer knocked softly.... ...e pushed it aside and revealed an alcove. Inside was a green box inlaid with swirls of gold. She picked it up and carried it to Dirkk. He took the box...

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...ve to say that without a lot of support and help, none of the stories that swirl around in my head would have ever made it to the light of day. With ... ...spybots in the other room." Manroe took a glass from Zenath and sat down. "How long did it take?" Hinson downed his shot of whiskey and gestured for t... ...t of whiskey and gestured for the President to grab a glass. "Do you mean how long for her to disable them or how long before she noticed?" "Both." "... ...dge.” Renten stroked his chin and studied his heir. “And what of you, Dex? How do you feel?” “Sire…Father, I am ambivalent. I understand why we are do... ...y also have three minor houses: the Zakei, Eyriel and Hiesaro.” “Good. Now how do you tell them apart?” “Well, they look like Earth felines,” she reto... ... silent. Jeremy had never talked to her like that before. She didn't know how to respond. An uncomfortable moment passed between them. Jeremy spoke f... ....:: She felt him struggle and abruptly he relaxed. Jeremy's emotions still swirled like a hurricane in her mind. She put up a small barrier. ::I knew... ...d ignored it. It was always strange watching the surroundings blur into a swirl of colors before becoming normal again. He gasped and stumbled backwa...

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...r spent time with her at home. Nei- ther parent read to her, or taught her how to cook or sew, or insisted that she clean her teeth and wash every day... ...as of the opinion that money was the key to happiness, but she wasn’t sure how to get it; hoped that education would be the answer. Everything finally... ...They had been on a wilderness camping trip. Roger’s thoughts were fixed on how soon he could get a car and get his own place, what the women would be ... ...“not much”. With a grave face she said, “You haven’t heard, eh? Of course, how would you? The Wilsons were killed. It’s so ter- rible. The plane they ... ...t quietly af- ter that, trying to block out the happy talk and gossip that swirled around her. At home, her marriage was grim. Roger never included he... ...during the snowy months. She made it home just as fluffy flakes started to swirl down. Pasha, her white Persian, arched his back and looked in her dir... ...dn’t feel like reading, or talking, or even listening to the conversations swirling around her, as patients, family and staff talked about the fantast... ...nted to the window. The outside lights were on and they could see the snow swirling and blowing across the blackness.” Flicking on the TV, Jana found ... ...the animals would make, the loss of freedom a commitment would entail, all swirled in his head together with memories of his penis in her mouth, her b...

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...odded. “I want you to do this as...as a friend,” Francis said not quite sure how to ask. “You have served several Popes, and your loyalty has been ... ...n you.” Alfredo began to feel uneasy. “Of course, Your Holiness.” “I know how difficult your assignment has been, considering everything.” Alfr... ...nge apparition. The young Jesuit knelt before him. Francis’ heart quickened. “How long have you been a priest, my son?” Antonio was startled, visit... ...his head. When the Audience ended, Francis quickly asked one of the prelates how long the group would be visiting the Vatican. “Most of the day, ... ... "Well said, nephew. Like a true Sicilian." Antonio felt uneasy as his mind swirled in a continuing state of confusion, fear and exhilaration. "... ...ong the inner circle like a General reviewing his troops. Toscana cigar smoke swirled around him in blue streams as he completed his walk. No one spo... ...must convince them to become part of this mission." "Good luck," Brand said, swirling the ice cubes in his drink. "Would Radcliff be willing to se... ... the dark, blue waters. Suddenly, a gust of wind blew the water into a choppy swirl just as Alex heard a burst of three blares from a horn. He turne... ...He would call him again tomorrow. Antonio watched the water in the sink as it swirled into an eddy and flush down into the drain. He could feel his ...

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...arrogance. It wouldn't do to let the little devil know. Who could guess how much longer she might live? And then our small joining would only be ... ...probably lack the interest. They're the last of the animals who remember how. They found us interesting. When I go, they will probably still know... ...ow. They found us interesting. When I go, they will probably still know how to talk, but they'll be silent. Nothing will intrigue them enough. D... ...den places. They boil with the fury of life. Tumble and torment, bubbles swirl and rise. They break and break and break. Somehow the dragon's lit... ...skinned, dusted with gold, rising into the shadows. Mei-chou had no idea how big he was, but he was larger than average. She knew there was a mea... ...mptiness. Haven't you anything better to do than play claw sitter?" The swirling blue eyes passed indifferently over the jerboa. "Aren't you goi... ...facing a wall where none had been before, a strange, slick sheet of black swirled with blue and silver. Ao Rue was still standing casually. It was... ...red where they hit. Black bubbles rushed and burst into the water. Blue swirled and gathered to the hole, was greedily sucked in and muddied over ... ... The Demon stretched; it became a giant sail, ragged at the edges. The swirling black patterns within it knotted and squirmed. They became more ...

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...er was to make their small hoard of rent or grocery money vanish, no matter how clever Morgan’s hiding place. “If you would only act again, Papa,”... ...led to get his rubbery legs into the trousers she had laid out for him. “How dare you hurt my father!” Morgan punched her fist into the side of t... ...him to be relatively unharmed, she launched herself at Faraday. “Is this how you settle things, Mr. Faraday? By throwing us into the street? Wha... ...rebuild. But there was nothing more about Daniel Connolly or his wife. How could they do that— break your heart with a story then forget it, and... ...” Morgan’s lie seemed suddenly so much worse than she’d ever intended. She swirled the amber liquid in her glass and prepared to fortify her resolve... ...l heard the fear in his friend’s voice, and he made himself swim up from the swirling depths of his confusion to answer it. “It’s all right. It’s n... ...ted of honey, as sweet as hope. Morgan’s fingers danced along his neck, swirling his hair in little circles, tracing the outline of his ear, dip... ...ghtly, so she wouldn’t wake him, she traced the ruffles of gold in his hair, swirling a shiny tendril from his cheek with a dark lock of her own, lik... ... her ankles. A separate capelet of pearl-encrusted lace came next. Morgan swirled it out of the tissue wrapping and let it flutter and settle abou...

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...ology of Torture , , - Trauma Abuse Torture Effect s and Consequences How Victims are Affected by Abuse Victim reaction to Abuse By Narcissists... ... is complete decompensation and integration. In time, the narcissist learns how to leverage his pathology, how to use it to his advantage, how to de... ...to deploy it in order to maximize benefits and utilities - in other words, how to transform his curse into a blessing. Narcissists are obsessed by d... ...e immediately attempts to "convert" them to his "creed" – to convince them how wonderful and admirable he is. In other words, he tries to render th... ...nd even dangerous – "advice". Various management gurus purport to teach us how to harness this force of nature known as malignant or pathological n... ...ther, enthralled by their curvaceous obesity. The white paste and my saliva swirl in my mouth and drip on my undershirt in odoriferous stripes. I h...

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...that the opinion is perhaps shared by a few others, a few insignificant phrases are exchanged, as: ?Do you think of going away soon to La Crampade?? ?How well Madame de Portenduere sang!? ?Who is that little woman with such a load of diamonds?? Or, after firing off some smart epigrams, which give transient pleasure, and leave wounds that rankle long, the groups thin out, t...

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...oking at the picture which was being handed round the table. “I don’t know how common a case it is,” he said at last, “but I have seen it. I have know... ...e to doubt whether it would bear repeating, I should only have to remember how that charming woman, our hostess, who had left the table, ventured back... ...ean. We lack the deeper sense. We have neither taste, nor tact, nor power. How should we have them? Our crude and garish climate, our silent past, our... ...feel unequal to the society of a genius of this heroic strain. I left him, how- ever, not without expressing a friendly hope that we should meet again... ...r to the consuming fire of genius or to a meagre diet. A very little talk, how- ever, cleared his brow and brought back his eloquence. “And this is yo... ...ch those precious drawings by eminent hands hang chaste and gray above the swirl and murmur of the yellow Arno, and reached the ducal saloons of the P...