The Stonehouse Mysteries 1.1 - The Malicious Masquerade
She was always such a demure little thing, who disliked the idea of flappers and phonographs, parties and cocktails. i, on the other hand, was a social bulldozer.
The Pornograph
It sounded much like what you'd expect from one of those old phonograph recordings. "_quiet on the set!"_ the voice could have only belonged to one person, and that fact alone got everyone talking.
Chronicles of the Resistance - XII
The sound of silence was soon filled by the steady stream of orchestra strings coming from the phonograph. a woman's voice then penetrated through the symphonic mist, calling out to him as though he were adrift at sea.
The Depths: The Elements of a Haunting
I need to find a phonograph somewhere at the near by village. june 17, 1943 day 2 8am what luck! i found a phonograph at some store front at the village.
My Love of War, Part 4
As kathleen went to leave me be, she put on the phonograph and told me i had twenty minutes as she shut the door. i ran my paw along the waters surface; the temperature could not have been more pleasant.
Revelation and Consecration: A Binding of Souls
Bach plays softly from the phonograph in the corner, accentuating the soft ambient light. the bulbs glow dimly, the first to be used in a house on this street. like a living being, a fire roars silently in a hearth made of mahogany and brick.
A Momentary Oasis
She then motioned her hand to the couch next to the phonograph and said, "make yourself comfortable. i'll get right on that tea, all right?"
Contact
There's this gold disk, which turned out to be a phonograph record with computer data. we didn't use them for over six hundred years." frank held up a gold colored disk. "so, who sent it?" asked han looking at the probe with interest.
The Breaking Point
Once the room fell all but silent, the phonograph having fallen silent from exhausting the list of songs from the record that spun on it, i spoke up quietly. "hey there..."
Lonely Winter Nights 1
I make my way through the maze of herbs to a counter where a large brass phonograph resides. i wind it and gently place the needle down on the record. the song fills the room.
Alone and Blind
But it was then i noticed that apparently pinkie pie had turned her phonograph on before she left. a melody of soft classical music was beginning to fill the room.
Child of the Glade
Applejack replied while we all beheld the newborn filly in her mother's arms even as the phonograph downstairs continued to serenade her birth.