It flops and lies there like a stick of butter on a skillet, fat and sizzling in the wrong of the world.
Martha skips ahead, and he looks around the street before him. Like a groove in a vinyl record, he thinks. Vinyl records are still around this year. 'Course, they are in Cardiff. Might be harder to find anything modern. A little groove in the world. And him and Martha, they're like needles. Riding along them. They're like needles, stuck in grooves.
Simply stunning, captivating, amazing. I poured myself into this. The imagery is top notch. One of my favorite things you have done.
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Date: 2007-10-18 04:18 am (UTC)Martha skips ahead, and he looks around the street before him. Like a groove in a vinyl record, he thinks. Vinyl records are still around this year. 'Course, they are in Cardiff. Might be harder to find anything modern. A little groove in the world. And him and Martha, they're like needles. Riding along them. They're like needles, stuck in grooves.
Simply stunning, captivating, amazing. I poured myself into this. The imagery is top notch. One of my favorite things you have done.