THE STALE AIR




PC: Mel Karch

He told her stories. His words twisted around her unresponsive body and she began to listen. The stale air filled with magic and her mind turned from the pain to the flow of words coming from his mouth. Her imagination flamed wildly - a forest fire chasing the shadows from where they hid in her heart.

2 comments:

  1. Sweet SpectreSeptember 27, 2009 at 12:47 PM

    Oh I think your blog just stole my heart. So much lovely everywhere.

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  2. MattSeptember 28, 2009 at 10:45 AM

    "a forest fire chasing the shadows from where they hid in her heart." Awesome.

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