Skáldsögur
As she lay crouched in the bear-grass there came to the girl clearly the crunch of wheels over disintegrated granite. The trap had dipped into a draw, but she knew that presently it would reappear on the winding road. The knowledge smote her like a blast of winter, sent chills racing down her spine, and shook her as with an ague. Only the desperation of her plight spurred her flagging courage.
© 2018 Endymion Press (Rafbók): 9781531295356
Útgáfudagur
Rafbók: 15 mars 2018
Skáldsögur
As she lay crouched in the bear-grass there came to the girl clearly the crunch of wheels over disintegrated granite. The trap had dipped into a draw, but she knew that presently it would reappear on the winding road. The knowledge smote her like a blast of winter, sent chills racing down her spine, and shook her as with an ague. Only the desperation of her plight spurred her flagging courage.
© 2018 Endymion Press (Rafbók): 9781531295356
Útgáfudagur
Rafbók: 15 mars 2018
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