“SCRATCHING” на російській мові

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”Stomach muscles throbbing, legs aching, Nesta stood before Clotho’s desk as the priestess finished writing on whatever manuscript she was annotating, her enchanted pen scratching along.

” said Rel, scratching Aramaz under the chin.

Nesta feigned gazing toward a bramble of roses, then whipped her head back to Cassian to find him indeed scratching at his arms.

”The female hunched over her work, the scratching of her pen filling the room.

one”—and Dylan lifted his chin, scratching his neck.

”“Hopefully by the time winter gets here,” declared Raif, “we’ll be sitting in front of our father’s fire, drinking giant goblets of mulled wine and doing nothing more exciting than scratching the hunting dogs behind the ears.

Others, such as Rob’s Diner, Desert Adventures, all of the bars Dylan sang in, the swimming hole and campground south of Oklahoma City, and any other place mentioned in the story where you might be scratching your head wondering how you missed it on your own road trip, are figments of my overactive imagination.

” asked Rew, scratching at the stubble on his neck again.

10The Regrettable ManTsen was in his bath, irritably scratching at his finger, when the Vespinese came.

Chapter FourteenIn the corner of the room, Alsayer hunched next to Cinda, scratching on a piece of scrap paper the miners had given him.

The hatchling hurtled around the twist of the passage in pursuit, claws scratching and scraping and scrabbling on the stone.