Angel BirdBlack Swan, 1998 - 282 pages |
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Page 80
... seen it coming . The crows mobbed them . The grass below the trees was thick and lush - fine for the crows , but too long for the pies . There wasn't enough food and the female was con- stantly harassed . At five to nine she left and ...
... seen it coming . The crows mobbed them . The grass below the trees was thick and lush - fine for the crows , but too long for the pies . There wasn't enough food and the female was con- stantly harassed . At five to nine she left and ...
Page 102
... seen one sooner or later . ' - ' Yes , but I knew it was going to be like this a rustic sort of feel , and a hiding place carved into the rock next to it . ' ' Och , well , you can't expect me to believe you now . ' ' Sure I can . It's ...
... seen one sooner or later . ' - ' Yes , but I knew it was going to be like this a rustic sort of feel , and a hiding place carved into the rock next to it . ' ' Och , well , you can't expect me to believe you now . ' ' Sure I can . It's ...
Page 262
... seen ; films that would live for an hour and die in a day . As rain poured over my upturned face I thought that all my life I'd never made any choices ; I'd followed my impulses blindly , believing my behaviour to be the inevitable ...
... seen ; films that would live for an hour and die in a day . As rain poured over my upturned face I thought that all my life I'd never made any choices ; I'd followed my impulses blindly , believing my behaviour to be the inevitable ...
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