Nothing but burnt‐out ruins there is, a thief at a fire is dumbfounded.
With gold ingots, be locked up (by the friend), and starve to death.
Spreading out her legs and rolling, Proserpina with her pomegranate is.
To meet secretly at the sausage factory, a penanggalan, a variation of the vampire, and which is a detached female head with her stomach and entrails dangle below and flying in the night.
Impudently, light fire with my match, a thief posing as fellow traveller does. Or, scratching and scratching my matches to light fire, a thief posing as fellow traveller does.