It was the stillness of an implacable force brooding over an inscrutable intention. It looked at you with a vengeful aspect.
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interlopers
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The fascination of the abomination—you know, imagine the growing regrets, the longing to escape, the powerless disgust, the surrender, the hate.”
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it fascinated me as a snake would a bird—a silly little bird.
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somnambulist
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sententiously
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projectile
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They were dying slowly—it was very clear. They were not enemies, they were not criminals, they were nothing earthly now—nothing but black shadows of disease and starvation, lying confusedly in the greenish gloom.