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  • noun sixty-four (64).

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  • Letter LXIV. and in other places, that that exalted spirit carried her to still more divine elevations, as she drew nearer to her end.

    Clarissa Harlowe 2006

  • LXIV On threeday which dawned cloudy and slightly cooler, Kharl did not attempt to visit the Hall of Justice, but took a longer and slower carriage tour of Brysta, one that lasted until almost noon.

    Ordermaster Modesitt, L. E. 2005

  • LXIV On the following afternoon, with one more day of loading to go before the Seastag was ready to put back to sea, Kharl decided to make another foray into Swartheld.

    Wellspring of Chaos Modesitt, L. E. 2004

  • LXIV. on the left, and finally again pitched our tents at that of

    Journal of an Expedition into the Interior of Tropical Australia 2003

  • LXIV The sun has not cleared the crown of the Accursed Forest, effectively the eastern horizon, as Lorn's replacement lancers mount up around the second waystation on the southwestern ward-wall.

    The Magi'i Of Cyador Modesitt, L. E. 2000

  • LXIV Cerryl bolted awake, his head aching, his nose stuffed up, and almost unable to breathe.

    Colors of Chaos Modesitt, L. E. 1999

  • LXIV ZELDYAN RESETTLES HERSELF in the large padded chair beside the bed, wearing a green silksheen dressing gown that, while it sets off her golden hair, barely covers her midsection.

    Fall of Angels Modesitt, L. E. 1996

  • LXIV DAYALA, SILVER-HAIRED and her age distinguishable from that of a young girl only by the darkness behind her pupils and the barely visible fine lines radiating from the corners of those too-wise eyes, stood before the sand table of the Great Forest of Naclos.

    The Death of Chaos Modesitt, L. E. 1995

  • LXIV The dark-haired engineer paced along the heavy-timbered wharf, glancing back at the puffs of white smoke floating into the sky from the stacks of the Pride of Brista.

    The Order War Modesitt, L. E. 1995

  • LXIV The dark-haired engineer paced along the heavy-timbered wharf, glancing back at the puffs of white smoke floating into the sky from the stacks of the Pride of Brista.

    The Order War Modesitt, L. E. 1995

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