Sublime

It was some time after midnight at New Year’s, when everybody on Naratrany seemed to be crowded into the billiard hall in Finoana village.

Some blows fall too heavy upon those too fragile.

raconteur,

The woman taking their money is fiftyish and a compelling advertisement for sunscreen.

Nor is she simply a memory machine, one of those prototypical top students with a capacity for ingesting vast amounts of unfiltered information. She is sensitive and acute, her opinions are unfailingly original, and, shy and nervous as she is, she stubbornly holds her ground in any argument.

hallowed

“The Thomas Crown Affair,”

grok

careworn.