The painting gave me inky eyes and tilted my head. Absolutely tender and gentle and alive.
The story...WHOA! Vivid. "Willing herself there, eyes closed tight, lips against his chest silently chanting into his skin..." Wonderful passage. "The weight of her fear filled her pockets like stones."
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Date: 2001-11-06 12:13 am (UTC)The story...WHOA! Vivid.
"Willing herself there, eyes closed tight, lips against his chest silently chanting into his skin..." Wonderful passage.
"The weight of her fear filled her pockets like stones."
This is heartbreaking and brilliantly written.