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| 3 | 48 | My View more quotes about foot">foot snapped a branch, and my hand, without my thinking, sped my sword half from its sheath. |
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| 3 | 45 | Riders have their favorites, and perhaps, too, the mighty, winged creatures themselves, but it is important that the birds accept different riders. |
| 3 | 46 | Birds might be slain, and riders separated from their accustomed mounts. |
| 3 | 47 | Without training a tarn may reject an unfamiliar rider, a rejection often registered by means of a slashing beak and tearing talons. |
| 3 | 48 | My foot snapped a branch, and my hand, without my thinking, sped my sword half from its sheath. |
| 3 | 49 | I strained to see deeper into the darkness. |
| 3 | 50 | Dried branches, dried leaves, and twigs, are sometimes scattered about the periphery of a camp, or sleeping area. |
| 3 | 51 | Strung cords with their dangling slivers of metal tend to be less favored; they may stir in the wind, like prayer chimes in a temple, which signals a human presence, past or present, and perhaps a camp's periphery. |