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| 47 | 62 | The View more quotes about canvas">canvas wings sought their purchase in the world's atmosphere, thrusting against it, cleaving it, as they neared. |
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| 47 | 59 | As they approached they more resembled the winged vart, as it might appear if slowly, oddly, in an almost dreamlike progression, coursing the axis. |
| 47 | 60 | As they neared, discernible became the slow, rhythmic beat of gigantic canvas wings, harnessed to massive bodies. |
| 47 | 61 | Cabot shaded his eyes. |
| 47 | 62 | The canvas wings sought their purchase in the world's atmosphere, thrusting against it, cleaving it, as they neared. |
| 47 | 63 | "Grendel!" called Cabot, as Lord Grendel folded his wings and gently came to rest on the ledge beside him. |
| 47 | 64 | "It is empty?" said Lord Grendel, regarding the bareness behind Cabot. |
| 47 | 65 | His voice rang in the hollowness of the arsenal. |