winter

[jazzfish]

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.

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[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.

[jazzfish]

*blush*

I think that's the nicest thing anyone has ever said to me. Thank you.