Corvus latin , Crv (Abkürzung)

Then have the sense also to remember what Corvus said.

In the evening, he met with Corvus, and told him his decision.

In his mind, it had always been Corvus' room and was so still.

To Corvus, it asked questions and answered them all in one movement.

He brought his gaze back to Corvus and made himself smile.

Corvus took a deep breath, tried to moderate his voice.

Perhaps Corvus had, but there was nothing he could have done to reverse it.

Corvus found he had been holding his breath, and released it.

We'd have a free window to transit Corvus to our next jump point.

It's three weeks transit time to Corvus in jump space.

Corvus sat his horse at the head of the cavalry, waiting.

Unwilling, he turned to Corvus, who had recently used his knife.

Where Corvus had just recently hidden, he too, took refuge.

Corvus had never allowed him evasion and did not do so now.

If he had been slapped on the face, Corvus could not have looked more shocked.

Corvus's heart felt like a bass drum: the voice was right next to him.

If Corvus had fallen asleep over his work, who turned off the lights?

If you see Corvus, tell him that from me.

Corvus spun on one heel and took himself back to the window.

Corvus' gaze swept over him and came back, too complex to read.

Corvus placed the phone back in its cradle with elaborate care.

And then it came to her: Corvus was looking at a trilobite.

He sought Corvus amongst the crowd and found him, easily.

She wondered, for the first time, just how Corvus planned to handle their discovery.

Corvus smiled as he had done a hundred times in the roundhouse.