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...Literary critics see Arthur Machen’s works as a significant part of the late Victorian revival of the gothic novel and the decadent movement of the 1890s, bearing direct comparison to the themes found in contemporary works like Robert Louis Stevenson’s The Strange Case of Dr Jekyll and Mr Hyde, Bram Stoker’s Dracula, and Oscar Wilde’s The Picture of Doria...

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...et Earthshine Good And Empty Sacred Purposeless Ease Quieter Siva On The Wall Classics Heritage Flotsam Stone Age Unreal City Deep Alba White Silk All Movement Fragile Give, Resist Love The Peace of Dark Getting Naked Star-Bound Chinese Wisdom: Very Ancient Thousands Flaw Elsewhere Power Not Alone Index of First Lines...

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...cause early may be late! When your eyes start playing tricks – it’s neither night nor day But the magic hour; when you just can’t for sure say The white from the black as mostly all is grey Take a moment to close your eyes and thank Zadeh! For inventing a way to tell black from white and the big from the small When none knows for sure how black is black or how tall i...

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...ain on one of his legs had their thoughts parted once more in the kinetic movements of linguistic moans. "What airline will you be flying out of... ...o roam the streets like homeless but highly mobile mendicants, their every movement enslaved and dictated by the pronouncement of street names called ... ... had proposed getting up early initially to compensate for his slow, pokey movements but not as early as this and he resented having lost sleep for su... ...ers. He walked quickly to the car and cowered himself in the back seat in movement toward the airport. ... ...such as trying to persuade the fetid one's Chinese girlfriend to buy him a white shirt and necktie so that he could apply at the Bangkok Metropolitan ... ...e young, beautiful and poised than Kumpee's girlfriend. Her skin was also whiter than the fetid one's infatuation and instead of being dark, thick, a... ...irl. "She is Chinatown skin, the kind every man pants for: all beautifully white, each aesthetic non-deformity ranking her in the realm of desirabilit... ... peers who think that her money and education have made her as valuable as white ivory -the type often used in Buddhist statuettes. Hormonal discrim... ...e pigment of a Thai, the more likely he was to do his menial tasks and the whiter he was, the more such Thais seemed to own the enterprises of the cou...

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... silver-framed portraits and cameos, comfortable armchairs and a roaring fire in the grate of the white, marble Adam fireplace, above which hung a b... ...ble. A short, sturdy man, with a complexion reddened by years of exposure to salt spray, Captain White had a jocular personality and as Helen was so... ...en was soon to discover, he was a first-rate seaman. His bright, brown eyes above a full, bushy, white beard surveyed his seated guests whom he addr... ...lash of lightning illuminated the darkness for a moment and Helen saw, to her horror, a gigantic, white-crested wall of water approaching the ship. ... ...en’ in honour of their doctor. The Regiment’s Presbyterian minister baptised the baby and Captain White threw a little christening party at which ev... ...arried on the the shoulders of four men. THE CURSE OF KALI 41 Helen, observing the precarious movements of the dandies, as the men moved their l... ...nd saw her standing quietly behind her. She reminded Helen of a black cat with her almost furtive movements and strange amber eyes, which seemed to ... ...e to trot, squeezing gently with both calves and after a while rising to the rhythm of Sultana’s movements. The horse soon realised that these hands... .... The conversation turned to Helen’s life in England, the English Royal family and, finally, the movement for women’s suffrage in that strange count...

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...l in the fifth basement. Cesare was a beautiful pale gray Lipizzan, nearly white, with gentle ground manners. He stood still while being brushed an... ...ide the angry horse. He wore evening dress, black leather gloves -- and a white porcelain mask over one side of his face. His hair was black as a ... ...ted from the block and found Cesare responsive to my aids. The gentlest leg movement produced beautiful tempis. He collected himself at the slighte... ...lar legs to perfection, a tailored shirt, and riding boots. Instead of the white porcelain mask I had twice seen, he wore a black leather domino. ... ...ace in his every motion. He wore loose trousers and an open shirt with his white porcelain mask in place, hiding his disfigurement. We arrived at a... ...was surprised at my own hoydenish behavior -- but not enough to stop it. His movement to kiss me was swift and his breathing harsh as he plundered my ... ... the tone of my gown, beautifully fitted trousers, highly polished shoes and white kid gloves. I could not help my intake of breath at the mysteriou... ... were riding through the park on a sunny day. Soon, Erik began to match my movements, rising as I did. I leaned forward to kiss him as we continued ... ... tender ecstasies as I did with this man, and I wanted to consume him. Our movements became more rapid. I entwined my fingers in his hair as I kis...

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...on the muddy road, like an apparition, lurks a black Mercedes, no license plates, a white-gloved chauffeur holding the door wide open, snapped to at... ... Suddenly, he threw back his head and laughed hoarsely: “Hitler was the great white hope of Zionism! Our Jewish policies virtually guaranteed ... ...y teens, I rediscovered my Jewish roots. I joined Hechalutz, a Zionist agricultural movement. I was trained as a pioneer-farmer. I was planning to e... ...e sees my host, he rushes out of his seat and snaps to attention, his gaze averted, white-gloved hand resting on the hood. Eichmann shoves me unc... ...ranite structure that confronts me. It is a square building paneled throughout with white slabs. It looks monolithic, as though uninhabited by human... ...an enormous flag and Libby seemed particularly unhappy about it. It was the Israeli white and blue but where the Star of David, the Magen David, sho... ...ow that, Frankenberg!” – growled Mueller. “Chaim was a rising star in the Zionist movement. Had he married a non- Jew, it would have seriously impe... ...wing, anti-Communist civilians everywhere, sort of embryonic stay-behind resistance movements. If the NATO armies were to be defeated by the Warsaw...

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... with various snacks and trinkets, at pains to separate them neatly. Black sunflower seeds, white pumpkin seeds, the salted and the sweet, tiny plas... ...self aging and bending. Creases sprouted in his face, around his dimming sights, and in his white and delicate hands. My grandfather had one love: m... ... the dignity of the indigent, he never bargained, never raised his voice. Packed in small, white, paper bags, he rushed the doses to his wife, limpi... ...ves! You should be ashamed!" Others are genuinely scared. I can see it on their faces, the white-knuckled way they cling to the metal railings oppos... ...ning, unwilling to respond. I bind him and I dress and he opens his eyes and gapes at the white butterflies that sprouted on his joints. He feels t... ...ab was thrust into his elbow pit and he folded him arm, holding onto it tightly. One jerky movement, it fell and he stood there, gawking at the soi... ...e, I surrender to your simulated wrath. The signs are here, the gestures, the infinitesimal movements that you cannot control. I lurk. I know that d... ...ve kids just followed us, their eyes azure, their skins a seamless copper. They tracked our movements with naked, strapping bodies and clean-smellin...

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...lleagues and the world panicked with fear around him. Jane Simmons looked at the huge, white-faced clock perched on the studio wall, and then to ... ...is BMW in the circular drive in front of the massive Georgian mansion with its columns of white marble, standing like sentinels, seemingly guarding ... ...Brand looked around the guest room; it was bright and cheery with green leaves printed on white wallpaper, and a matching comforter on a four-poster ... ...knock, so I left the door open.” Susan stood there dressed in a tight pair of jeans and a white pleated blouse. Her golden hair was spun back in loo... ...er showed him to an outside patio close to the kitchen. It was small but impressive, with white marble columns encircling the area, and a three-tiere... ... sat himself down on a cushioned rocking chair, which automatically began rocking in slow movements. “Are you going to sit down? Or shall I order yo... ...False alarm, he began thinking to himself. But then, off in the corner of his eye, he saw movement; it was to the left of the house. Maybe, it was th... ...ed in the tall grass, which seemed like an eternity. There were no - J.Cross/Stone 91 movements, and no sounds. If there was another assailant, h... ...the guest bedroom next to his. Brand edged down the darkened hallway, listening for any movement. One of the aged board’s squeaked. Was it Susan, ...

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...im by the neck with one hand and grabbing his sidearm with the other. The movement ended with Vincent standing in front of the rebel commander, poin... ... the tingle in the back of his head even before he saw the lights and the movement, as well as the massive silhouete of what he knew to be… “Shit. I... ...oner. They threw the lowly, middle-aged man who had a hunched neck, short white hair with gray streaks, and peach fuzz all over his face, onto the f... ...nformed her. Lexi looked back at the ffh wheel trailer. There had been no movement of any kind that she could tell. “Look, we only have six dead thu... ... up. She was still wearing her oversized shirt, but when she stood up the movement revealed that she was in- deed wearing a pair of sweat shorts unde... ...h from seeing a substantial amount of the rugged outdoors. He wore a red, white, and black checkered fannel shirt, work boots, jeans, and a bright o... ...is back, curly gray hair, a large nose, a lab coat that had probably been white at one time but had been stained in the blood of an unknown number ... ..., but the machine.” “The machine?” Josh’s curiosity took a major jump. The white-coated man had a distressed look. “Oh, there I go again. Well, I don... ...rks or some- thing.” Maria, despite her Hispanic background, turned ghost white. “Do you remember anything about what happened?” Vincent sat back do...

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... inner sanctuary. Their long black hair was in tight braids, and they wore long, flowing, white robes and dark brown leather sandals. Their skin had... ...e doors were savagely stabbed in the stomach, dark red blood staining their once-pristine white robes. They collapsed to the ground, succumbing to t... ...f the priesthood, each of whom bowed as the Royals passed. The priests wore long, flowing white robes, and their long, black hair was tied back in t... ...eled goblet, and drank it down. It seemed to react within her instantly. She felt a warm, white light passing quickly throughout her body as the poti... ...ing along the banks of the great river. Ahead she saw a full moon, which seemed to cast a white light for miles. Suddenly she was standing on the wa... ...un to glow, green and gold. The light from its eyes became more intense and then they saw movement. The roar had come from the Sphinx itself, and wi... ...e the utmost secrecy. Traeus had his top guards led by Commander Koronius assist with the movement and installation of the Pharom. All involved knew... ...a called out, “Anjia, are you all right? Mommy and Daddy are here.” No response came, no movement at all. As the frightened parents walked up and k... ...e outside the temple complex, the lion gave a huge, bellowing roar and bolted. The sudden movement caused the leash to snap free from Odai’s hand an...

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...ing his hand against the edge of the car. Muscular shoulders stretched the white, v-neck undershirt and Julia’s knees quivered. She stood mesmerize... ...rong, she told herself. With great reluctance, her body straightened. The movement put just enough space between them that Julia mourned the loss ... ...via Taylor and her only son. Well, hell. Cade, dressed to the nines in a white jacket tuxedo a la Hugh Grant, escorted his mother to the first pe... ... His gaze traveled up her legs to the infamous short, jade green skirt and a white, silky looking tank top. He nearly groaned. Please God, let her ... ...conds. Her nails sank into his skin as he grasped her hips and guided her movements until she slid against his rigid flesh in an agonizing, slow r... ...lence. Paige fidgeted against the side of an open stall door while a thin, white plastic cartridge balanced on the toilet seat, waiting like a ticki... ...e Bauer ad,” she said, eyeballing his perfectly pressed chinos and spotless white shirt. “What’s wrong with what I’m wearing,” he asked, frowning at... ...de entered his small conference room and Micah Sampson rose in one, graceful movement to shake his hand. Congressman Denton Turner remained seated a...

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... my half inch slippers. I bend over and search for, without looking, my toothbrush which is under my bed. After some random arm movements, I grab i... ... mangoes at Joe’s house and we met Joe’s grandfather who just arrived from the village. You should see him. He has got a lot of white hair and few t... ... 17 3. Burnt Bridges Part 1: The tremors in his forefingers were alternating at about four to six movements per secon... ...sized, five meters long and four metres wide. It contains a bed attached to a wall, a basin, and a bathroom. Its walls are snow-white, the colour my... ...nniversary. The same colour her face wore after I choked the life out of her. Often times, I hear her strangled voice from these white walls begging ... ...my room. Seconds later I hear keys turning in the door. I quickly fold up the papers and stuff them in my underwear. Two men in white dustcoats ente... ...recited in a gentle voice: Smile sweet lady Smile for me And let your eloquent full lips part Let them part So your cotton white teeth can refl...

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...d on it. She caught James’s eye from the back of the bus. She’d seen his slight movement before Mr Stark had stood up behind him. She gave James a ... ...r and felt her own hand being stroked gently. It was comforting. Sam saw another movement in the corner of her eye as a woman in a white coat came c... ...as comforting. Sam saw another movement in the corner of her eye as a woman in a white coat came closer. Sam fell asleep again. Sam dreamed the str... ... husband a look but said nothing. There was a knock on the door and a woman in a white coat came in, with an air of brisk efficiency. “As you can s... ...ter general. It had amused James the way that all the nurses seemed to fancy the white coat off Dr Soames. In fairness, Soames seemed cool. James ha... ...as in his early twenties. He had a vaguely 1950s look with his Elvis-style hair, white T-shirt and boots. He was quite funny and he had an eye for t... ...mes was heading straight for them, with Dave in hot pursuit. His sudden 38 movement had alerted a flock of journalists behind him who were now... ... they prepared to go down to the restaurant for lunch. She started at the sudden movement as Dr Soames appeared behind her and began looking around ... ...of the pond – well, you and Mr Randerson would probably have been invited to the White House! That’s how important it is to them. My friend who work...

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... these questions lingered in my mind, I noticed we weren’t alone. “This is Whiteplume. He’s Arapaho. Best tracker in the territory. Just call him... ... “He can be a little moody!” I thought. Looked a little like the Captain and Whitey might share that same trait. This looked to be a hard group to ... ...it. This looked to be a hard group to warm up to. As Daggot spoke his name, “Whitey” looked over his shoulder at me and just smiled. I smiled back... ...ense with my fellow travelers, I could just head out on my own again. When Whitey mounted his paint, I also got a quick peek at the big knife he ... ...uffalo skins to travelers. John E. Richman 24 Mr. Price yelled out for Whitey to come on in after watering the horses. When he did, we all sa... .... About an hour after everyone had retired and nearly asleep myself, I heard movement from across the stable, where the others had bedded down. I ... ...and shortly after that, I fell sound asleep. Some time later I woke up to the movement of horses when Daggot and Whitey returned. I’d lost track of... ...hand to shield my eyes, I searched the horizon for any kind of reflection or movement. “There he is. Over that ridge to the left. There’s two o...

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...ht. And that was the worst part. There was no right and wrong, no black or white. Just them and their loss. "You can't hold me responsible for your fe... ...No such luck. Her eyes almost immediately homed in on the strange woman in white standing at her bedside. Just behind her emitting varying degrees of ... ...ge woman stepped forward now, deep-copper coloring contrasting against her white coat, her grave expression exactly matching those of Jamilah and Mari... ...s to know the answer. Desert Dreams by Gracie C. McKeever 41 The woman-in-white sidled closer, glanced over a shoulder at Jamilah and Marilyn. "Maybe... ...them all the way out into the corridor and delayed looking at the woman-in-white's grievous face as long as she could. She didn't want to see the pity... ...les and the whole concept behind the Nation of Islam and this Black Muslim Movement for which Mr. X had once been a spokesperson. A Muslim was a Musli... ...r glance away from him, but the best she could do was follow the caressing movement of his hand as he smoothed a palm down the horse's ivory mane. Hyp... ...She sat for a long moment just watching him, admired the smooth economy of movement, liked the way his lithe muscles played beneath the fine fabric of... ...ot?" Desert Dreams by Gracie C. McKeever 110 Therese shrugged, a delicate movement of her shoulders that sent tingles to his lower region and made hi...

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...My Heart Within heaven’s heart bares an angel’s soul, will stand between the white and gold, or afar the mortal eye below. To tell the grace of God to... ...ny tokens of her beauty. Comforter of love, how her presence in my life, the movement of her sweet air, wind and breath. Dwell within the prayers of e... ...ers of Elysium have the imprints of her amorous wings been discovered in the white wonders of the clouds. The beauty that decorates her eyes turns tow... ...e, beheld whole in my spirit. Beautiful as love herself for she is where the whitest rose bares a bride in the turning rays of a scared sun. Guided by...

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...Jacques Lyser stood outside the intensive care unit staring blankly at the white walls. This couldn't be happening. He didn't understand any of this,... ...turned toward the forest. Standing inside the shadow of the treeline was a white wolf with a gray foreleg. “You shouldn't be here! Get going! You're n... ...rook that ran through the grounds, stood a wolf. Even from a distance, his white shaggy fur and large size were double that of any local wildlife. Th... ...s sagged. “Never mind. How formal does the dress need to be?” “Black and white affair. Your father is meeting you at the 911 Restaurante in Heyendo.... ...ing so much skin, but here she felt almost overdressed. To her left lay a white wolf with a gray foreleg. His dark eyes seemed old and held the weig... ...un!:: Laylah obeyed, but the pain slowed her down to a fast hobble hopping movement that still managed to jar the injury. There was barely any light ... ... toward Thaniel’s injured side. Thaniel twisted but Henry anticipated his movement. Henry was already there and his jaws closed over Thaniel’s windp... ...nd. He grinned and wriggled his fingers at her. Stefan knew werecats loved movement and Helena was no exception. “I don’t know. You’ve got new clothe... ...le, keeping the General's arms in a pretzel twist. Nancer bucked, but the movement was stopped by Stefan’s hard jerk on the General’s arms, eliciting...

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...row of flickering votive candles that cast a soothing splay of shadows across the ancient altar. The Pope knelt his thin, angular body before it; his white cassock cascaded across the red, soft cushion. He gently entwined the ebony rosary beads between his fingers, crossed himself in the supplicant tradition, and kissed the crucifix as he closed his eyes and began to reci...

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...cross the ancient altar. The Pope knelt his thin, angular body before it; his white cassock cascaded across the red, soft cushion. He gently entwine... ...e harmonic rhythm pulsated from an 4 J.Cross/Artemis iridescent, glowing white and purple translucent form, which floated above the altar and t... ...at began to roll toward him like a slow moving ocean wave; it pointed a milky white semblance of a finger directly at his chest and then smoothly ent... ...looked out the window, which was 5 J.Cross/Artemis slightly ajar, at two white doves sitting on the ledge, cooing. “I have a special request. A... ...subtly and not so subtly, the most influential Cardinals. However, after the white smoke rose from the chimney announcing the election of a new Pop... ...ailed the gruesome scene at Enrico’s, gesturing wildly as he demonstrated the movements of the Angel of Death. When he finished, Antonio said, "Ang... ...men remained motionless on the floor. Waiting. Neither could see nor hear any movement in the bedroom. No fire had been returned. “I can feel they a...

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... down in the streets in a drive-by. But a mistake has been made. Kelly shouldn't have died. So he's returned to Earth?in the body of a young comatose white woman married to a hot looking Latino narc cop. Can Kelly resolve the questions surrounding his death? What will happen to Amire, the woman he loved in his previous life? And, most important, can he resolve his marriage...

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...ne last time before his final submersion. He jerked his eyes open, saw the white-clad man standing at the New Life Incognita by Gracie C. McKeever 13... ...eck out without paying your bill." Kelly's lips curved up automatically. A white boy with a warped sense of humor. Just what he needed. He cleared his... ...eyebrow at the sudden request, but went to a bedside drawer and withdrew a white hand-held mirror. New Life Incognita by Gracie C. McKeever 15 "Want ... ...rned the hand this way and that. Examined the porcelain fineness of creamy-white skin. Stared at the network of blue-green veins working their way thr... ...ncognita by Gracie C. McKeever 19 From murder in the hood to some rich fat white bitch dying under the vacuum of liposuction in Beverly Hills. What wa... ...ed his wife as she packed her bag. There was something different about her movements. Elementally different. Whether it was the mechanical actions Ne...