my favorite part

Jan 30, 2007 22:44

The flame had caught the fat of the light-wood and was leaping up and spewing little stars like Christmas sparklers, and the light danced warmly on Anne Stanton's leaning face and then on her throat and cheeks as, still crouching, she looked up at me when I approached the hearth. Her eyes were glittering like the eyes of a child when you give a ( Read more... )

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Julius Caesar forgotten_joy February 1 2007, 01:37:42 UTC
I never much cared or dashboard. eh, they always seemd kinda self absorbed and whiny to me. I really like that passage. I wish i could write as eloquently as robert penn warren or greg heaney so i could be a writter instead of being forced to do male stripping for my income. o well, the die was cast along time ago. HA theres ur julius caesar.

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Re: Julius Caesar fr0zenphe0nix February 1 2007, 04:12:55 UTC
HAHAHAHAHA

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