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November 9, 2008
Nanowrimo: The Great Magenta
"There are little gaps here and there, murmurs, sometimes it’s as if she will never breathe again, and her courtiers stand mute and still, their eyes as wide as beacons in the early light. She is dappled and grappled with light herself, it falling through the canopy of trees above her, mainly beech and oak, giving off that chlorophyll green that raises the spirits but makes you sleep and alive all at the same time. She shifts her shoulders and settles her chin down on her formidable bosom, breathing in deeply, right down into the depths of her stomach it seems, so that oddly her chest appears to cave in and her head tilt forward."
Posted by scumkitten at November 9, 2008 10:13 PM
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I am loving these snippets. Thank you!
Posted by: glittrgirl 
at November 10, 2008 11:49 AM
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