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Some wise words

Posted on Feb 13, 2014 in About Design, Blog, People and more | 0 comments

A wild cry of exultation arose from the Heliumite squadron, and with redoubled ferocity they fell upon the Zodangan fleet. By a pretty maneuver two of the vessels of Helium gained a position above their adversaries, from which they poured upon them from their keel bomb batteries a perfect torrent of exploding bombs.

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I’m really not good at being glamorous.

Posted on Feb 1, 2014 in Blog, People and more | 0 comments

I’m really not good at being glamorous.

Now, mustering the spare poles from below, and selecting one of hickory, with the bark still investing it, Ahab fitted the end to the socket of the iron. A coil of new tow-line was then unwound, and some fathoms of it taken to the windlass, and stretched to a great tension. Pressing his foot upon it, till the rope hummed like a harp-string, then eagerly bending over it, and seeing no strandings, Ahab exclaimed, “Good! and now for the seizings.” land-like feeling towards the sea At one extremity the rope was unstranded, and the...

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In a wardrobe were many green dresses, made of silk and satin and velvet.

Posted on Dec 20, 2013 in About Design, Blog, People and more, Uncategorized | 0 comments

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No time for games, let’s play

Posted on Nov 2, 2013 in About Design, Blog, People and more | 0 comments

No time for games, let’s play

Since then he had been skulking along towards Maybury, in the hope of getting out of danger Londonward. People were hiding in trenches and cellars, and many of the survivors had made off towards Woking village and Send. He had been consumed with thirst until he found one of the water mains near the railway arch smashed, and the water bubbling out like a spring upon the road. When we had finished eating we went softly upstairs to my study, and I looked again out of the open window. In one night the valley had become a valley of ashes. The fires had dwindled now. That was the story I...

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We are masters of the unsaid words.

Posted on Nov 1, 2013 in Blog, People and more | 0 comments

Now, mustering the spare poles from below, and selecting one of hickory, with the bark still investing it, Ahab fitted the end to the socket of the iron. A coil of new tow-line was then unwound, and some fathoms of it taken to the windlass, and stretched to a great tension. Pressing his foot upon it, till the rope hummed like a harp-string, then eagerly bending over it, and seeing no strandings, Ahab exclaimed, “Good! and now for the seizings.” At one extremity the rope was unstranded, and the separate spread yarns were all braided and woven round the socket of the harpoon;...

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