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Answer for the clue "A bit unclear ", 4 letters:
hazy

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Usage examples of hazy.

We had turned northward in the night, rounding the lower tip of Alba, and I could see her green coastline lying off our starboard bow, hazy in the distance.

A fat old Albacore shark swam past us, blotched and piebald like a pig, but he paid us no attention and I lowered the spear as he drifted away into the hazy distance.

The authentic city-man, to whom all properly planned Nature is of cement evenly marked out in squares, may for half an hour be able to admire the alienage of a Vermont valley with woods sloping up to a stalwart peak, even though he may not be sure whether the trees are date-palms or monkey-puzzles, and whether the hazy mountain is built of reinforced concrete or merely green-painted brick.

But the Evil One had been allowed to prevail, and everything had gone astray, and Sir Alured now had nothing of this world to console him but a hazy retrospect of past glories, and a delight in the beauty of his own river, his own park, and his own house.

The dark hazy outlines of the low scrubby tree-tops flicked by our wingtips close enough to touch, while ahead of us through the rain-mist an occasional big baobab tree loomed and Louren eased the jet over its greedily clutching branches.

The gentle fragrance of calambac lilted in the air, and a hazy face hovered above him.

And a thought, sharp-edged, that Meiya had traveled into that hazy nowhere-land of legends, a damned romance the country-folk told in wintertimes.

Alexei felt as though he were enveloped in a dense, hot mist, through which he could obtain only a hazy picture of what was going on.

The eulogists had probably consulted the same sources, but propriety demanded that they pretend to be speaking from memory as well as from the heart, so the word-pictures they painted were mostly as hazy as shadowbats in the dusk.

The prick of a needle in her arm sent her into a state of hazy semi-consciousness that progressed to a floating, euphoric sleep.

CHAPTER XXVIII THE FINAL STROKE UPON a flat roof, beneath which Harry Vincent still remained a prisoner, Goldy Tancred and Don Chalvers were standing in a hazy gloom.

His fatigued, vaguely inebriated brain took a hazy moment to recall exactly where he was.

Hurriedly, lurking behind jumbled rocks where possible, the party skirted the hazy cavern.

The room was spacious, square, simple, for such is the fashion of the country, and lighted by windows that looked on one side towards Valais, and on the other over the whole of the irregular, but lovely declivity, to the margin of the Leman, and along that beautiful sheet, embracing hamlet, village, city, castle, and purple mountain, until the view was limited by the hazy Jura.

As the transition from day to night grew more palpable, the hamlets of Savoy became gray and hazy, the shades thickened around the bases of the mountains in a manner to render their forms indistinct and massive, and the milder glory of the scene was transferred to their summits.