Friday, June 8, 2012

First Five Friday – The Willow and the Stone

                Carli drifted in a dream, a rotten-egg smelling, fog enshrouded nightmare.  Mist clung to her with clammy fingers that pulled on her hair and clothes so they hung limp.  Dim gray light showed her the fog’s tendrils curl in a joyless dance.  The dingy haze swallowed her legs below her knees.

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