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Excerpt from The Eternal Fires: A Novel
HE sat in a corner of the school-room alone, near the fire which had burned down into a great hollow cavern, a cave of golden red light from which a warm glow fell softly on the rug and over her seated fig ure. Her hands were folded idly in her lap; her eyes, wide open and full Of light them selves, rested on the glowing coals.
She was a very pretty girl and in all the first soft bloom Of life. Her hair, dark gold, lay in thick masses on her head on either side Of the parting, from which it was simply drawn into a single double plait that rested on her neck; her eyes were dark blue, dark as the midnight sky at midsummer; her skin delicate, wonderful, like the almond blossom in Spring. She sat there motionless, think ing. That day had been an important one in her life. It was her seventeenth birthday.
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HE sat in a corner of the school-room alone, near the fire which had burned down into a great hollow cavern, a cave of golden red light from which a warm glow fell softly on the rug and over her seated fig ure. Her hands were folded idly in her lap; her eyes, wide open and full Of light them selves, rested on the glowing coals.
She was a very pretty girl and in all the first soft bloom Of life. Her hair, dark gold, lay in thick masses on her head on either side Of the parting, from which it was simply drawn into a single double plait that rested on her neck; her eyes were dark blue, dark as the midnight sky at midsummer; her skin delicate, wonderful, like the almond blossom in Spring. She sat there motionless, think ing. That day had been an important one in her life. It was her seventeenth birthday.
About the Publisher
Forgotten Books publishes hundreds of thousands of rare and classic books. Find more at www.forgottenbooks.com
This book is a reproduction of an important historical work. Forgotten Books uses state-of-the-art technology to digitally reconstruct the work, preserving the original format whilst repairing imperfections present in the aged copy. In rare cases, an imperfection in the original, such as a blemish or missing page, may be replicated in our edition. We do, however, repair the vast majority of imperfections successfully; any imperfections that remain are intentionally left to preserve the state of such historical works.
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Publisher - Forgotten Books
Language - English
Hardback
Contributors
Author
Victoria Cross
Published Date -
ISBN - 9780483712171
Dimensions - 22.9 x 15.2 x 2.0 cm
Page Count - 364
Paperback
Contributors
Author
Victoria Cross
Published Date -
ISBN - 9781334122170
Dimensions - 22.9 x 15.2 x 2.0 cm
Page Count - 366
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