No more fights today, said the small man.
The man said no more fights would happen that day.
The man said the fights would start any minute
"Awfully small for a space-ship, isn't it," Red stated.
A young person in a pink shirt standing on stairs smiles at the beautiful pink flowers.
One female is driving a speed boat, while another is tubing from the back.
I told White that Lincoln had disappeared.
The man doesn't know where he is or where he is going.
The person is awake.