Rifts

• You would not call it murder, if you could precipitate me into one of those ice-rifts, and destroy my frame, the work of your own hands. 玛丽·雪莱. 弗兰肯斯坦.
• The surface is very uneven, rising like the waves of a troubled sea, descending low, and interspersed by rifts that sink deep. 玛丽·雪莱. 弗兰肯斯坦.
• A dull wrack was drifting slowly across the sky, and a star or two twinkled dimly here and there through the rifts of the clouds. 阿瑟·柯南·道尔. 福尔摩斯历险记.

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