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.
Adventures in Mamboland
"Jazz Fish, a saxophone playing wanderer, finds himself in Mamboland at a critical phase in his life." --Howie Green, on his book Jazz Fish Zen
Yeah. That sounds about right.
Yeah. That sounds about right.
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Date: 2005-01-24 02:29 pm (UTC)