All of asprawl he was laying too amengst the poppies and, I can tell you something more than that, drear writer, profoundly as you may bedeave to it, he was oscasleep asleep. And it was far more similar to a satrap he lay … [Leer más...]
476. 13-19 Pero si el muerto es Shaun, aka Yawn!
And a crack quat- youare of stenoggers they made of themselves, solons and psy- chomorers, all told, with their hurts and daimons, spites and clops, not even to the seclusion of their beast by them that was the odd trick of the … [Leer más...]
476.08-13 Bu eyes lo ven bien
The buckos beyond on the lea, then stopped wheresoever they found their standings and that way they set ward about him, doing obedience, nod, bend, bow and curtsey, like the watchers of Prospect, upholding their broad- awake … [Leer más...]
476.02-07 Aquí está Mateo con la bendit amano
The proto was traipsing through the tangle then, Mathew Walker, godsons' goddestfar, deputising for gossipocracy, and his station was a few perch to the weatherside of the knoll Asnoch and it was from no other place unless there, … [Leer más...]
475.31-476.02 Los cuatro viajan on un burro, que rebuzna así (como el culo)
Roping their ass he was, their skygrey globetrotter, by way of an afterthought and by no means legless either for such sprouts on him they were that much oneven it was tumbling he was by four lengths, within the bawl of a mascot, kuss … [Leer más...]