1) "...its crackling roots blazed and hissed -as a blacksmith plunges a glowing ax or adzein an ice-cold bath and the metal screeches steam and its temper hardens - that's the iron's strength -so the eye of Cyclops sizzled round that stake."
2) Or are you wandering rogues, who cast your lives like dice, and ravage other folk by sea?'
3) Then he dismembered them and made his meal, gaping and crunching like a mountain lion—everything: innards, flesh, and marrow bones.
