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Sunny Dayby ~BuzzinGnat
World Outside Her WindowThe rain patters quietly on the roof, a lulling song of nourishment and life. I lift my glass of wine and smile, my eyes crinkling at the young woman across from me. Her fingers, graceful in their nervousness, pick at her tight fitting green skirt. "Cheers," she murmurs. "To us," I reply, hoping she laughs. Praying that she will laugh. Being the charming cynic the world has made her, Amanda grins broadly. "Here's looking at you, kid," she says. "And here's hoping Paris won't get invaded while we're visiting." "Here's hoping," she agrees. Our glasses clink, the clear sound tangling in the drapes of the four poster bed wWorld Outside Her Window
by ~BuzzinGnat
Che Livesby ~BuzzinGnat
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An Evening With Sings-to-TreesSings-to-Trees had hair the color of sunlight and ashes, delicately pointed ears, and eyes the translucent green of new leaves. His shirt was off, revealing the sort of tanned muscle acquired from years of healthy outdoor living, and you could have sharpened a sword on his cheekbones.An Evening With Sings-to-Trees
He was saved from being a young maiden’s fantasy—unless she was a very peculiar young maiden—by the fact that he was buried up to the shoulder in the unpleasant end of a heavily pregnant unicorn. Bits of unicorn dung, which was not noticeably more ethereal than horse dung, were sliding down his arm, and every time the mare had a contraction, he lost
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Preciousby `limetastic
bird-fancier.by =Sheil
A DanceThe lights flash bright as the worldA Dance
Turns, while our bodies move and our hearts
Burn. The moment our teachers gave us the Chance, we gave ourselves up to this timeless Dance.
Our first steps were tentative, gentle and Shy, then we took off running and leapt towards the Sky. We came down lightly; we twirled on our Feet, and for a moment, at least, our lives were Complete.'
We've danced ever since, through losses and Gains, in blissful white light or dark heavy Rain; we carry on whirling, till we can whirl no
More, then the music will change, and we
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