There's battle lines being drawn.
Nobody's right if everybody's wrong.
Young people speaking their minds
getting so much resistance from behind

Monday, April 23, 2007

IPSTPD Story Bone 2

Venus of West Camp 36. A logger, so lonely he rough carved a woman from a discarded log of oak, and then hand sanded her smooth for years, forming the body from memory, eyes closed in the dark, creates a live woman. Could be fairy magic, could be a released dryad, or it could be his own delusion.

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