Written by Anthony St. Clair for oneword June 28, 2006 06:27 AM
She saw the world in front of her, a little smoky and a little dark, in the pane of glass propped up at the side of the house. She crouched down, looked it in the eye, and the world behind her, around her was gone. The blue sky was gunmetal; her blue eyes were a lake under leaden skies.
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