[Drabble] Strangers

[ashtoreth]

She bustles. It is the word I use to describe her. Even at rest, in her prayers, she seems as if she is always moving, wide skirts forever swirling. She speaks with the lilt of the Italians, giving our words beauty, and when she prays, I understand how Latin is supposed to sound. She keeps her back straight, her chin high, and she looks at the

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[cecelle]

Beautiful!