All 50 Uses
chronicle
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The Name of the Wind
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- "She's not much of a horse, sir," Chronicler said.†
p. 18.4 *
- Chronicler guessed he had been a low ranking officer not long ago.†
p. 18.6
- Chronicler climbed down from his horse.†
p. 18.7
- "There's nothing but paper and pens in there," Chronicler said.†
p. 19.1
- Chronicler nodded.†
p. 19.2
- Then he upended the travelsack onto Chronicler's spread cloak and poked idly through the contents.†
p. 19.2
- He took most of Chronicler's salt and a pair of bootlaces.†
p. 19.3
- Then, much to the scribe's dismay, he picked up the shirt Chronicler had bought back in Linwood.†
p. 19.3
- Chronicler hadn't even had the chance to wear it yet.†
p. 19.4
- The others took turns going through Chronicler's things.†
p. 19.5
- Chronicler lost all of his needles but one, both extra pairs of socks, a bundle of dried fruit, a loaf of sugar, half a bottle of alcohol, and a pair of ivory dice.†
p. 19.7
- While the men repacked his travelsack, the commander turned to Chronicler.†
p. 19.8
- Chronicler handed it over.†
p. 19.9
- "There's hardly any silver in it," Chronicler mumbled as he unscrewed it from his finger.†
p. 19.9
- Chronicler unbuttoned his shirt, revealing a dull ring of metal hanging from a leather cord.†
p. 19.9
- The commander came close and rubbed it between his fingers before letting it fall back against Chronicler's chest.†
p. 20.1
- Chronicler asked.†
p. 20.2
- The six men turned to look at Chronicler, as if they couldn't quite believe what they had heard.†
p. 20.2
- "You seem a reasonable fellow," Chronicler said with a shrug.†
p. 20.3
- He took out two pennies and brandished them before putting them back into Chronicler's purse.†
p. 20.4
- He tossed Chronicler the purse and stuffed the beautiful royal-blue shirt into his saddlebag.†
p. 20.4
- Thank you, sir:' Chronicler said.†
p. 20.5
- When Chronicler could no longer hear their hoofbeats in the distance, he repacked his travelsack, making sure everything was well stowed.†
p. 20.6
- Feeling an urgent call of nature, Chronicler pushed his way through the bloodred sumac at the side of the road.†
p. 21.4
- Chronicler staggered back, crying out in alarm before he realized it was nothing more than a crow beating its wings into flight.†
p. 21.5
- As he shouldered his travelsack and satchel, Chronicler found himself feeling remarkably lighthearted.†
p. 21.8
- CHRONICLER WALKED.†
p. 34.1
- After two hours of fumbling through the dark, Chronicler saw light flickering through the trees and abandoned any thought of making it to Newarre that night, deciding a farmstead's hospitality would be welcome enough.†
p. 34.3
- Chronicler's hopes rose at the sight of a small cook fire with a pot hanging over it.†
p. 34.7
- Chronicler quickly decided that whatever the man was cooking in the iron pot, he wanted none of it.†
p. 34.8
- Chronicler stepped into the circle of firelight.†
p. 34.9
- Chronicler stopped dead in his tracks.†
p. 35.1
- He motioned Chronicler closer, and the scribe saw he was wearing thick leather gloves.†
p. 35.3
- "I don't know who you're waiting for," Chronicler said, taking a step backward.†
p. 35.4
- Looking back up, he saw Chronicler hadn't moved.†
p. 35.5
- Chronicler glanced over his shoulder into the dark of the forest.†
p. 35.6
- He looked at Chronicler, sizing him up.†
p. 35.7
- Chronicler relaxed.†
p. 35.8
- He flashed a manic grin at Chronicler.†
p. 35.9
- The flat certainty in the man's voice sent a chill down Chronicler's back.†
p. 36.1
- Chronicler shook his head.†
p. 36.1
- He handed Chronicler a heavy piece of firewood.†
p. 36.1
- Chronicler looked past the bonfire.†
p. 36.4
- Before Chronicler could raise his piece of firewood, the thing skirted sideways around the bonfire and sprang at him, quick as a cricket.†
p. 36.5
- Chronicler threw up his hands just as the black thing struck his face and chest.†
p. 36.6
- As he fell, Chronicler caught one last glimpse of the circle of firelight.†
p. 36.7
- Still falling backward with the dark thing on top of him, Chronicler felt a dull, dark explosion as the back of his head struck the stone wall behind him.†
p. 36.9
- Chronicler opened his eyes to a confusing mass of dark shapes and firelight.†
p. 36.9
- "Yes," Chronicler said thickly.†
p. 37.3
- Chronicler moved his head a bit and felt suddenly dizzy and nauseous.†
p. 37.4
Definitions:
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(1)
(chronicle) a record of events; or the act of creating such a record or telling others of the events
- (2) (meaning too rare to warrant focus)