Shy of dry

Usage examples of damp.

Selene pulled the damp cloth of her white spencer, a sort of antebellum blouse, away from her neck and tried to blow inside the steamy confines of her garment, to no avail.

When Rupoti Apa handed her a bowl of the rice, she made a cradle of her damp sari and put the child in it while she fingered the rice into her mouth.

There was a bronze plaque screwed into a boulder announcing the start of the Appalachian Trail, and nearby on a post was a wooden box containing a Bic pen on a length of string and a standard spiral notebook, its pages curled from the damp air.

In real life I fell out of my bed at the Hotel Arapahoe, In the dream my damp, innocent pink lungs shriveled into two black raisins.

With the tip of his tongue, Arian forged a hot, damp trail to the nape of her neck.

The climate, chill and perpetually damp, gave rise to a host of diseases which our Atlantian blood had never encountered and could not tolerate.

Moon merely retaining its previous Solar orbit with a somewhat increased eccentricity that would gradually damp out, eventually leaving the Moon riding secure, square on the former barycenter, the old center of gravity for the Earth-Moon system.

She was half asleep when, a minute or so later, he disengaged from her, got up to extinguish the candles, and then lay down at her side, pulled the bedcovers up over their damp bodies, and slid one arm beneath her head.

The worshippers come down the steps blinking and damp, moving slowly and with the extreme caution which a new and vaster environment always exacts, heading across lawns or toward the parking lots where their cars seem to be swimming in the bluesteel incandescence of the gravel.

Yet I am obliged to live in this damp little boghole, for the man who would pass a night in Konnor is not to be met with in this county!

Then there was a boneshaker impact, a damp thud, and they were disorientatingly, motionless.

He blotted his forehead-warm and damp from both the burkha and the stillness of the room, then took another small sip of the wine, enjoying the tang, but not wishing to let it creep up on him.

That conflict had damped the fires of the feud by killing off dozens of Cades and McCrays, and leaving the survivors with their fill of death.

The wilted, damp hay strewn over the floor gave off a musty smell that reminded Calliste of wet horsehair.

The smell of damp, ripening wheat and canola rolled in through the open windows.