BrigitsFlame, July - Week 1 [SPAINISH EDITION]

Jul 03, 2009 15:46

When she stepped onto the stage he saw nothing, really. Perhaps the flash of the deep orange ruffles on her dress, or maybe the quick, peeking shine of her black shoes. Cigar and cigarette smoke floated through the air, creating a thick haze that blurred colors, light, and sound together in a murky mezcla. Sticky with sweat and putrid with body ( Read more... )

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amused4ever July 13 2009, 16:48:19 UTC
Good. :D Thanks for reading!

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ephemeralbreath July 12 2009, 22:23:13 UTC
I can't believe I didn't see this earlier! D:

I loved your description of the dance (and the Spanish words you threw in... like Quan... but better. Hahah.).

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amused4ever July 13 2009, 16:47:38 UTC
QUAN LOL. |D

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