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    Gareth
    Gareth
    Gareth
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    Gareth

    By George Klawitter

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    Gray Eyes Quiet over steel, gray eyes focus from his soul out into a light murky with the smoke that night mists from the evenings hocus-pocus. Useless to resist the power of his eyes when they fix you with a stare meant to kill, then eat, over glare from iris glinting off the starry skies. No message from the touch of quiet paws as he firms, intent for a strike lightning-swift, jagged, nothing like the velvet rationale of laws. Once youre meshed between his teeth, accept new life his way through his flesh, turgid, understood hes master, the guess of no absorbed to yes above, beneath.
    LanguageEnglish
    PublisheriUniverse
    Release dateJan 14, 2014
    ISBN9781491721001
    Gareth
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    George Klawitter

    George Klawitter, CSC, retired in 2012 from St. Edward’s University in Austin, Texas, where he taught for eighteen years and chaired the Department of English Literature for eight years. He now teaches at Holy Cross College, Notre Dame. He published a life of Brother Gatian (After Holy Cross, Only Notre Dame) and the lives of early religious Brothers (Early Men of Holy Cross). He has also published two books of Holy Cross missionary letters: Adapted to the Lake and Holy Cross in Algeria.

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