winter

Jan. 23rd, 2005 11:20 pm
jazzfish: a black-haired man with a big sword. blood stains the snow behind (Eddard Stark)
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Snow on the ground and a full moon overhead. As soon as I step outside I'm assaulted by a lightly-tinted glow all around. A pale blue, so pale I don't even recognise it at first. Just the thought "I've wandered onto a movie set." That specific shade of blue that indicates Nighttime, the heroine looking around nervously and speaking in echoing whispers. Far away, stars so sharp and cold they could cut right through your fingers and you'd never feel a thing.

Date: 2005-01-24 12:11 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] tirani.livejournal.com
I had a moment like this morning, while driving into Virginia over the 14th Street Bridge.

Moon, near full and brilliant white, hanging behind the thinest veil of clouds, low to the horizon. To the east, just the begining faint tinge of pink and orange. The moon hanging over the still night-time lit towers of Roslyn, and reflecting off of the glass and polished steel. A rim of darkness where the Parkway runs in front of them, and then a brilliant streak of white on the Potomac from reflected white.

You really have to know the area to get it, but damn DC does have some lovely momments.

Date: 2005-01-24 02:29 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] pictsy.livejournal.com
I always feel like I'm on a movie set when I'm outside and there's no wind. It looks so unnatural for leaves and branches to be perfectly still.

Date: 2005-01-24 08:48 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] scathach.livejournal.com
I want to eat that last sentence; parse it up into bit-sized pieces and swallow them and carry them around with me all day.

Date: 2005-01-24 09:42 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] uilos.livejournal.com
The full moon was butter yellow at 6:30 AM when I got on the road. Nearly killed myself getting onto I-81 because I kept turning to look at it.

Date: 2005-01-25 03:06 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] playing-tragic.livejournal.com
You should share more thoughts like this one.

Date: 2005-01-28 06:25 pm (UTC)
ext_125536: A pink castle on a green hill against a black background. A crescent moon above. (dark/negative/night)
From: [identity profile] nixve.livejournal.com
I second all above comments about you needing to post things like this more often.

This piece is rather lovely. Made me homesick and freezing cold all at once.

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