Two: The Island
The proud dark ship slipped into the harbour like a cold hand stealing into a glove - waiting for the soft surroundings to warm the tense flesh. Around the shallow inlet there were tropical leaves and petals from a dozen different varieties of flower and tree, layer upon layer, the sunset splashed red and rich and so the dark ship
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thanks a lot! :))
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and the old lady... seems like we all had a chance to meet her.
I had once - in my childhood dream. So I recognize her.Or at least I put my childhood visions on the top of your character :))) and they seem to match!
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http://www.ljplus.ru/img/b/u/burrru/Two_Alices.jpg
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"she cod hear the glad voices" !!! lol!
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yes, i do story-telling, in a small way, occasionally. There are a couple of stories for children in my lj somewhere.
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