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One Hundred Words. Infinite Worlds.
A small glimpse further into my mind, its a dark place with many cobwebs and often forgotten about. This blog was about drabbles, but has evolved into a few other random writings, or witterings when I'm not abandoning it alltogether for other crafty pursuits.
One Hundred Words. Infinite Worlds.
A small glimpse further into my mind, its a dark place with many cobwebs and often forgotten about. This blog was about drabbles, but has evolved into a few other random writings, or witterings when I'm not abandoning it alltogether for other crafty pursuits.
Saturday, 7 July 2007
Siren
She stood at the edge of the world, the edge of the sea, toes digging into warm sand. Fingers gripping the soft fabric of her skirt. With each new wave foaming on the shore, each beat of her heart the sound of the sea calling . Singing its siren song of blue waters and fathomless depths. Longing burned in her blood. Silent tears slip down her face carrying the salty tang of the sea. Waves crash and her body sways forward. “Mummy!” a child’s high voice. Chubby fingers entwine with hers ,tugging they break the sea’s spell. “I love you.”
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