Thursday, December 2, 2004

and the clock struck twelve

midnight nears; it is almost tomorrow. enchantment ends.
one glass slipper dissolved into darkness on the palace steps, and the second - she can feel it splinter as she stumbles - has mere moments to linger.
she was barefoot, though, before the ball began, so it's back to the freedom of
shoelessness until the wand waves once more.


  1. and wasnt she really more beautiful before, anyways?

  2. Nice one. Special.
    The freedom of shoelessness.
    I like that.

  3. Cool blue is right. I also like those little splashes of red (top left of center).