“BROWN” на русском языке

I can’t bear it any longer to have that brown devil on our heels waiting for his chance.

His brown friends did not allow him to go alone.

I open my leather backpack and look at the brown paper package inside.

He had to go hunting to get a wild turkey or an antelope; or explore the surroundings to find better pastures for the burros; or go to the nearest Indian village down in the valley to buy eggs, lard, salt, corn, coffee, tobacco, brown sugar.

Hair white as fresh snow contrasted against the light brown of her skin, and eyes the color of a twilight sky blinked once, twice.

Her brown eyes were shadowed despite her words.

Her father, with his soft brown eyes, the love for her still shining in them as their light faded—Nesta jolted awake, nausea rippling through her as she grasped at the sheets.

”Nesta opened the brown paper and beheld a stack of pages filled with writing.

Upon the dracon rode a corpse, his leathery skin brown with preserving fluid.

A lot of them had the flat, brown faces and narrowed eyes of the northern mountain tribes.

He paused to lick her stiff, light brown nipple, then continued south, lapping sweat from the crevice of her belly button before pressing his face deeply into her wet spot.