Phrases Flashcards
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Milk
A moustache of milk.
Blood
A stain of something unmistakable. Rusty-red in the snow. Blood
Darkness
Darkness descended like a hush.
World
It was an immense, silent world full of strange, distorted shadows and made up of a landscape that didn’t seem to belong on Earth at all.
Lights
Under the sheen of the flickering lights, the luminous green glinted off Bear’s fur and radiated out of him.
He
He was real. He was solid. He was alive.
Tap
It was like comparing a running bathroom tap to the rage of the Amazon River.
Cat
Cat’s whiskers
Dog
Dog’s dinner
Lion
Lion’s share
Bees
Bees’ knees
Cream
Cat who got the cream
Den
Lion’s den
Spirits
The spirits paced like caged tigers, rootless.
Preparing
In a castle built of broken boats, a wolf queen sharpened her spear. In the hall that was once his fortress, a lord buried his wife. In the mountains, an ancient girl opened her cobwebbed eye, and flexed her stone clad fingers with sounds like dropped pebbles.
Amulet
Her amber amulet was warn as smooth and orange as flame.
Knuckles
Her knuckles were showing like acorns with the effort being used agonisingly.
Night
The twighlight sky was as obsidian as tar; the air was glacial, drawing into the darkness like a omnipotant creature’s breath.
Posture
Their gait was more focused and commpact, like arrows skimming the road.
Glaw Wood
Place name
No Glaw Wood wolf would escort horses instead of attack them. No Glaw Wood wolf would fall into step with its companions like a battallion of soldiers. No Glaw Wood wolf would study her with such sharp intensity.
Felt
She felt hot and cold all at once.
Eyelids
Her eyelids were as heavy as skimming stones.
Palm
Her palm was lancing in pain as she tumbled down the dune to rest in the lapping tide.
Nose
She let the sentence hang like a nose.
Fire
She lay choking, eyes streaming, feeling heat, far off at first, in her back. Next it was licking her neck like a tongue, and she knew she must move, must lift herself up, must attempt the climb if she had any hope of attempting this growing inferno.
Pain
Her lungs were burning, legs sagging, sides aching.
Tugging
She tugged him alongside her, the rising sound of the fire chasing them through the trees.
Empty
She felt empty, like a hand being dropped that is used to being held.
Crumpled
She was crumpled like a pile of rags beneath the dogs.
Garnet
The large garnet was smoky and smooth from years of wear.
Cold
Mila’s cheeks sang with cold: a cold that reached down her throat and up her nose with every breath.
Glimmered
It glimmered like a drop of blood in the white.
Mountains
The mountains pierced the sun at sunset and sent its light dripping down the pale buildings like egg yolk.
Grit
There was a faint glint like grit in a wound.
Breath
She pushed them away, sending them spinning in a puff of cold breath.
Flames
The flames were leaping higher than the heads around them.
Fear
The web-like chill cracked into spiders of fear scuttling across Mila’s neck.
Opinion
Her opinion felt like fact.
Icicle
It felt as though she siezed an icicle.
Bile
Bile rose in her throat when he noticed it was no longer gold and pliable in her hand, but as dark and twisted as dried root.
Vicious
It was eminating that vicious cold, as if it were a living thing that had been plucked and was now shrivelled and dead.
Frost
Frost glittered like finery on the bare branches of the trees: the night air was crystalline and bright. The stars were as thick as clouds above the branches, bunching above Mila’s head.
Spine
Her spine clicked painfully, resulting tightening like a noose.
If
If only ____, if only ____, if only ____.
Animals
Airborn animals soared over and under each and every nimbus and nubis.
Consumed
Fear consumed her. Panic devoured her. Pity surrounded her.
Muzzle
The grateful deer rubbed its obsidian, velvet muzzle against her legs like a child.
Pyramid
They were seemingly black pyramids against the dazzling white (which was like glinting salt).
Golden
Golden days
Embellished
The stools and chairs were embellished in gold, dipped in gold, crusted in gold.
Grass
As the green grass glinted in the sunlight, Peter stood on tiptoes like a ballerina on the bottom rail, his penentrent eyes scanned the landscape.
Hotel
The elegant trees were nature’s grand hotel - a million birds were booking rooms on branches - the greenery was at its zenith.
Sheep
Stunned by the tranquil scene, whimsical sheep grazed gracefully.
Bully
The sunlight smacked Ryan’s eyes like a bully.
Doom
It was the witching hour of wanting doom.
Terror
Terror washed over Rojeen like a tsunami. Terror slapped Rojeen like a bully. Terror penentrated Rojeen’s soul like salagmites.
Legs
Her legs were metal poles - her fear was unalloyed - her mind was paralyzed by fear.
Black
A veil of black enveloped Euraneus’ face. Ebony engulfed nature’s closed hotels and its residents resting on booked branches.
Clarity
In a moment of extraodinary clarity, her legs carried her home: they were relatives pushing her to finish the last step of the race of life and death.
Ghost
The cadaverous ghost was a figure of smoke wafting towards her.
Road
The road warded away all foes; it was a loyal, trusted soldier.
Rocketed
Fear rocketed into the sky.
Gloom
Gloom cloaked her soul.
Yew
The yew trees in the grove were dark green and so old that they had grown twisted and lumpy, like arthritic fingers.
Ridge
The flat, stony top of the ridge was so overgrown with blackberries and wild rose and hazel-nut bushes and wrinkled leaves that it waas like pushing through a forgotten forest in a fairytale.
Trees
No more ash and hazelnut trees with sunlight dancing and dappling inbetween them.
Whistle
It was simply an enormous echo that reeverberated through the trees. “It sounds more like a volcano erupting that a train blowing its top off!” Nick would remark as the sound rang in his ears: it was a tolling bell ruling their sense of sound.
Stars
Stars were pricked out in the cold sky above them; it was so quiet that their ears seemed to be singing.
Snowed
It snowed for three days without stopping, great cotton wool flakes, falling from a dark sky and it swirled thickly and blindingly that their master permitted them to use the indoor bathroom during the day.
Dead
I’m as dead as a doornail.
Heart
Laying down her pans, Hepzibah carressed weeping Mr Johnny’s soft cheeks to placate his melancholy heart.
Nutty
“I think you’re as nutty as a fruit cake!” Nick exclaimed.
Jewels
Jewels winked up, like bright eyes.
Dog
He put his head to one side and looked at Albert in an expectant way, like a dog waiting to be given a biscuit.
Hawk
He had a bit of a beak for a nose and in profile, especially when he was frowning and thoughtful, looked like a young, dreaming hawk.
Torn
I feel torn in two.
Shyness
It was as if some queer shyness had seized him.
What
What would he do, what would he say?
Stomach
“My stomach’s flapping!” Nick exclaimed.
Waterfall
Depressed, Mrs Gotobed was crying softly on and on like a waterfal.
Vanquished
Fear had beaten bravery. Fear had conquered courage. Fear had vanquished valiance.
Was
Was this time for her heart to stop? Was this her peril? Was this her ultimate demise?
Tidal
The tidal wave of fear crept silently into my heart
Swear
You would swear it was pushing its way upwards - a rock whale pitching its whole bulk into the sky, covered in barnacles - aiming to swallow the moon.
Drying
They were drying in the wind like cormorants.
Droppings
A million droppings rained down on him from a tornado of birds.
Trouble! Chaos! Havoc!
Mask
The big white circles around its eyes were like a mask.
Boat
He steered his thoughts, like a boat, towards pleasanter things: home.
Dreams
His dreams were as chaotic as a colony of gannets.
Garefowl
The great garefowl was white-masked like some holy highwayman.
Sentences
There were sentences as long as an anchor chain.
Mr Farriss
Mr Farriss’ reading classes were anxious, troubling times for the children of the island (who strained and struggled to read down a page of words, like trapped sheep trying to get down a cliff).
Laughter
Her laughter struck him like a clapper hitting a bell, and the reverberations shook their way through him.
August
The August dawns sliced their way through the horizon. The sunsets were feathery and pink. The brief nights were spark-filled with stars.
Brigands
The words rushed out of him as if brigands were after them.
Bodies
The rigid, oily, little bodies of dead storm petrels threaded through with tarry wicks were lit with Cane’s precious tinderbox.
Haloed
A little, haloed, headless body sheltering inside his jacket: a petrel candle still burning.
Secret
The secret stunk of malevolence.
Seed
Lit by the setting sun, the spray fanned out like golden seed.
Truth
The truth fell on him like an icy, breaking wave.
Anticipating
I had been eagerly anticipating this moment all year; I was finally here.
Summer
The summer was sliding away as inexorably as an outgoing tide.
Nadir
Winter was at its depths of its nadir.
Spices
Aromatic spices danced on the summer zephyr
Forgive
Forgive my absence, dear friend, and let us resume our journey one word at a time…
Diary entry or letter use only
Tidal
The tidal wave of fear crept silently into her room
Listened
My heart skipped a beat. I listened hard.
Glided
I glided down the moaning staircase, a ghost. A phantom. A spirit.
Footsteps
My footsteps were muffled by the worn carpet, a lonely sound swallowed by the encroaching darkness.
Grace
It moved with a sinister grace, a silent predator in the night.
Eyes
I could obscure with my vision the faint gleam of eyes within the darkness, twin orbs of malevolence that pierced through my soul.
Teeth
The thief’s teeth bared into a grin, a ghastly grin that glimmered with a grotesque glee.
Hallway
The hallway was narrow and winding, flanked by imposing, wooden doors that loomed overhead.
Shadows
Shadows danced and shifted.
Heavy
The air was heavy with the stench of age and dust.
Silence
The silence was suffocating, a stifling shroud that seemed to muffle even the faintest of sounds.
Realm
It was a realm of uncertainty.
Tendrils
The darkness was a living eternity, its tendrils reaching out to ensnare me, to pull me deeper into its cold embrace
Grin
His grin was a jagged slash of white in the darkness, a beacon of malevolence that cut through the night like a dagger. I stood frozen, my heart pounding in my chest like a hammer, as the shadow crept ever closer. The gleam of his eyes and the sinister grin were the only things that seemed real in that moment, a haunting reminder of the peril that awaited me.
Rooted
Terror rooted me to the spot.
Strings
Strings of crying clouds scudded across the dark, tumultuous canvas; rain pelted down, augmenting the rough, gritty ground.
Sounds
Jarring, dissonant sounds eddied upon the driving rain at the dim dawn: could the citizens survive this attack, this ambush, this avalanche?
Lamp posts
Like a freshly resurfaced ice rink, the glassy ground (which was as pungent as the reeking bowels of the Earth) reflected golden slivers of light from the sturdy, cast, iron lamp posts - guardians of the fearless night…
Zeus
Cackling lightning split open the heavens with a deafening roar: Zeus bellowed with asperity
Man
Nature’s war against Man raged on.
When
When would this peril stop? When would this storm end? When would this hurricane break?
