“SCUFFED” in italiano

The well-tailored velvet was dirty, scuffed and crusted with matter.

A fat woman sat on a stool behind a scuffed counter which had once been painted gold.

Her boots scuffed on the stones as she approached, glancing behind her to make sure no one followed.

”Steps scuffed on the stone beyond the archway, and Nesta’s breath rushed from her in a wave she didn’t realize she was holding back as Gwyn’s coppery-brown hair appeared.

All was filthy, his clothes as seamed with dirt and scuffed and stained as the skin of his hands and face.

Nesta’s fingers slid to the buttons and laces of her pants, and he shook as he watched them free the top button—Steps scuffed down the hall.

They were quickly scuffed away by the massive boots of his hosts as they loaded their beasts.

Nesta, Gwyn, and Emerie were going through their opening stretches, Cassian stone-faced and eagle-eyed to catch any mistake, when footsteps scuffed in the archway beyond the pit.