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Feb 18, 2005 00:54

The amber light from the flickering fire illuminated every aspect of her face. I could even see the blemish, the same blemish that she so desperately tries to hide each day as she applies makeup, that I have grown accustom to loving glowing. I watched in awe as the shadows disappeared each time the wind blew. I secretly gazed into her eyes from ( Read more... )

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grumpy39 February 19 2005, 03:58:44 UTC
Beautiful. Glad to have you back. :)

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dweezle83 February 22 2005, 01:45:45 UTC
Oohh. I am bemused by the mysterious and intriguing story.

You have to be so cryptic all the time :-)

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ark9898 February 23 2005, 08:02:45 UTC
I wouldnt call it cryptic. I just couldnt think of anything to write about. Got any ideas for me dweeze?

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Fascinating karaboo79 March 2 2005, 11:53:34 UTC
Thank you for portraying a magical place with your words. The imagery is incredible, and I long to find a fire that possesses such power.

In your story, is the blemish physical or emotional, or is up to the reader to decide? (I think I already know the answer, but your insight is appreciated.)

Finally, I can speak for many women when I say we long for someone to portray us in the way you portrayed the woman in this entry.

You better watch it, Bunny, or we're going to expect this stuff all the time. ;)

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Re: Fascinating ark9898 March 2 2005, 18:47:15 UTC
Yeah I better watch it, thats for sure. Thats why Bun only writes this stuff once in a while. Can't the blemish be both physical and emotional? haha. What fun would it be if I told you?

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