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Thog's Masterclass. Facial Dept. 'Her nose held the memory of Spanish conquistadors. Her skin was the color of leaves just starting to turn. And beneath her dark eyes were full lips that looked as if they'd never smiled.' (Weston Ochse, Grunt Life, 2014) [AK]
• Dept of Inspiration. 'An idea suddenly gurgled up in her mind.' (Kate White, Hush, 2010) [PB]
• Chronoclasm Dept. 'She was dressed in a clinging medieval tea gown ...' (Agatha Christie, 'At the Crossroads', 1926)
• Dept of See-Through Opacity. 'She wore something long, opaque and diaphanous in a vivid shade of lime green.' (Mike Ripley, Mr Campion's Fault, 2016) [CH]
• Service with a Smile Dept. 'His grin shot to my loins.' (Becky Masterman, Rage Against the Dying, 2013) [PB]