Come on," I said. "I've got some questions for Thoth. And then I'm going to punch him in the beak.
Rick RiordanMots clés pyramid red carter sadie kane rick riordan chronicles
...and so many orchards circled the village that on some crisp October afternoons the whole wold smelled like pie.
Alice HoffmanMots clés fall smells red crisp
Red lips are not so red as the stained stones kissed by the English dead.
Wilfred OwenMots clés war kiss death dead red englishmen lips
I was drinking in the surroundings: air so crisp you could snap it with your fingers and greens in every lush shade imaginable offset by autumnal flashes of red and yellow.
Wendy DelsolMots clés fall autumn outdoors imagine red outside orange leaves leaf crisp
As soon as I turned the key I saw it hanging, the color of fire and sunset. the colour of flamboyant flowers. ‘If you are buried under a flamboyant tree, ‘ I said, ‘your soul is lifted up when it flowers. Everyone wants that.’
She shook her head but she did not move or touch me.
Mots clés touch flowers fire red
Your red dress,’ she said, and laughed.
But I looked at the dress on the floor and it was as if the fire had spread across the room. It was beautiful and it reminded me of something I must do. I will remember I thought. I will remember quite soon now.
Mots clés fire remember dress red arson
Tell me again about the girl whose hands
have no color. Whose hands are completely
white. This time make them damned, or
untouched, or have her open a red umbrella
or point at some maple leaves and damned
near cry. Those hands. As freakish goes,
I wish I had a tail. Maybe then you’d know
how much I like you. It shakes me through,
damn through. It shakes me. When she carries
a peacock feather. When she touches her neck
or thighs. You’re a person. It’s not so bad.
You have hands. You are a person with hands
to hold things. Things you like. Tremendous
things. Tell me what you will hold today. I
know there is room for everything. There is no
need to be ceremonious. Tell what gets let go.
Mots clés love beauty lust hands girl beautiful white red hold grasp everybody-has-hands-almost
Xander Harris: Hair. Red. Red is good. Fire engines are red. Porsche's are red.
Christopher GoldenMots clés humour buffy-the-vampire-slayer red
He was sitting not far away, watching me, and I surprised a smile on his face, the first real smile I had ever seen him give, a smile that curved and softened the tight mouth, and warmed the ice-cool eyes; a smile that brought the blood to my face and made my heart turn over.
Juliet MarillierMots clés love romance red sevenwaters sorcha
She was a creature of the deep, and there she must return, or perish. Toby understood that, but it hardly helped him. For all he had of her was his memory, where he held every moment, every single moment that she had been his. That was all he had, to keep out the loneliness.
Juliet MarillierMots clés red
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