Mature trematode

Usage examples of marita.

Sometimes it seemed Sahra could exist in a world of books and never need human companionship- or realize Marita might need her companionship.

Their new life had been hardest on Sahra, Marita thought, so very bright, yet unable to adjust to constant uncertainty and danger.

Sahra had almost finished her next manuscript, a reply quite adroitly done, Marita thought.

So Marita bought books, even if she had to skip a few meals to afford them.

For that matter, Marita thought, balancing her watered wine on her stomach, it frightened her too.

The faint aroma of damp wool drifted over to Marita as his cloak followed it.

Taverik pulled the armchair closer to Marita and peered quizzically at her.

Sahra had even begged Marita not to go on any more caravans ever again.

He looked at Marita, the dark blue of his surcoat setting his eyes alight.

Relieved, Marita climbed gingerly off Whitey and handed Taverik the reins.

He turned to exchange words with them and Marita recognized Sanisman, who had also been in the caravan.

The air was so clear Marita could make out the details of the rockslides on their slopes.

Near the fire a cluster of flushed and laughing students looked over their shoulders at Marita and Taverik.

Behind Marita, the students at the bar pounded the counter and clamored for more wine.

He crowded Marita and she backed away quickly with a warning glance at Taverik, who had moved out protectively.