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.

3 comments:

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

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

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

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