She thinks the nymph's voice is like rain falling on a canopy of oak leaves, and she shakes herself because she might be wet. What indignation she may have been entitled to at being called a rabbit was lost behind the delight of being in the presence of one so lovely. She echoes the other's laughter, her own voice dense and crackling like leaves in a storm. Dark eyes glitter with fiery excitement; she is caught up in the joy of it. She is a fairy floating through the sky, following her queen, and the trees are bending about her and laughing with her and she is their friend, and they make way for them. |
I took the stars from my eyes
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I took the stars from my eyes - by Lena - 06-26-2012, 11:43 AM
RE: I took the stars from my eyes - by Poppy - 06-26-2012, 02:59 PM
RE: I took the stars from my eyes - by Aurelius - 06-26-2012, 04:34 PM
RE: I took the stars from my eyes - by Lena - 06-26-2012, 05:55 PM
RE: I took the stars from my eyes - by Poppy - 06-27-2012, 04:11 PM
RE: I took the stars from my eyes - by Aurelius - 06-28-2012, 01:18 PM
RE: I took the stars from my eyes - by Lena - 06-29-2012, 10:36 AM
RE: I took the stars from my eyes - by Aurelius - 07-01-2012, 04:41 PM
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