For a good description of deadwood in its early days, see john f. Doc leaned on the clutch lever, making sure the dog stayed in place.
His final scream of terror echoed throughout the black void until it became muffled and died as if covered by a funeral shroud. The three old crones looked at each other in dismay.
Les chattes voient clair aussi. Ils veillent tendrement l'un sur l'autre. Mais vive l'amour, vive la vie! Mais elle lui donne plusieurs noms. La bouteille vide, c'est fini.