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Answer for the clue "Starting line ", 3 letters:
taw

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Taw or TAW may refer to: Taw (letter) , the twenty-second letter in many Semitic alphabets Taw (number) , the collection of all cardinal numbers the shooter marble in a game of marbles The River Taw in Devon, England Taw (locomotive) , a British narrow ...

Usage examples of taw.

Her taw, the inner silence that is the basis for all magic, rose sure and firm like a well-remembered tune.

His taw, the inner quiet where his power had its birth, was silent, but silent with a silence of absence, not the silence that was like music, that was his strength.

Her taw, the silence that is like music, filled her with its potent strength.

She could put them from her mind and concentrate solely on contemplation of her taw, the heart of her own mystery, that place of inner stillness from which strength was gained and where magic was borne.

Then, with the clarity of sight that her taw brought to her, she realized that there were only shadows under the hood.

She was sufficiently versed in the exercise that her taw responded quickly to her call.

She let its measures fill her until the tune resonated with the rhythm of her taw and her heartbeat.

Tried to raise her taw, only to find that fog still clouding her mind.

Feeling more able, more in control, she closed her eyes and concentrated on raising her taw, on cutting through the fog that beclouded her mind.

The warm secret strength of her taw remained just a memory, its presence clouded from her approach no matter how desperately she tried to call it up.

She drew on the focused energy of her taw and forced herself to ignore the cramping muscles.

The pendant filled her with the strength drawn up from deep inside her, from what Grimbold had named the taw, the inner well.

Her taw, her inner strength, was still at low ebb, but her body moved more smoothly.

Still, there were plenty of Rebels in the country, and they hung around our front, exchanging shots with us at long taw, and occasionally treating us to a volley at close range, from some favorable point.

The Lemon Drop Kid goes on to state that when he arrives at the track he has fifty bobs pinned to his wishbone to bet on this certain horse, but unfortunately he gets a tip on a real good thing in the very first race, and bets his fifty bobs right then and there, figuring to provide himself with a larger taw to bet on the certain horse in the fifth, but the real good thing receives practically a criminal ride from a jock who does not know one end of a horse from the other, and is beat a very dirty snoot, and there The Lemon Drop Kid is with the fifth race coming up, and an absolute cinch in it, the way his tale goes, but with no dough left to bet on it.