“PALMS” на українській мові

Nesta stretched out her legs, leaning her bruised palms on the stone.

Rew couldn’t see well enough in the low light of the jail to tell if there were callouses from the hilt of a sword on the boy’s palms.

She repeatedly rubbed damp palms over her hips.

He pushed at its fingers in terror, slicing open his palms on the jagged edges, but he was held fast.

”She clasped her fingers and flipped her palms outward, extending her arms and cracking her knuckles.

The feeling in his palms and fingertips was returning.

His palms are clammy.

For a few seconds she watched him go as he walked towards the dragon, so afraid for him, then pressed her hands to her mouth and blew through her fingers and took a deep breath and then another and began to walk as well, but the other way – out into the open and the roar of the wind towards the gallows, hands spread wide, palms out so anyone who cared could see there was no slave brand on her and that she came carrying nothing.

It pulsed and throbbed in the rim of her tight opening as he extended his arms and balanced himself on the palms of his hands.

”Rew raised his hands, palms up.

Crazy shifted, caught three bolts in the palms of his hands in quick succession and threw them straight back the way they’d come, and after that the slavers gave up and slipped away into the shadows, fear getting the better of them as it should have right at the start.