C77 You will Regret It

It was not a matter of dragging it out, nor was it a matter of dragging it down.

She didn't know what kind of beasts were by the stream, but all she needed to know was how many poisonous snakes there were in the summer.

His wound was already deep enough, if he was injured by something, he would be able to …

Moreover, it was almost dark, and it was still pitch black in front of him