never lost a handful of dust in the storm

[hawkwing_lb]

Someone tell me why, the very night before I go back to class, the first line and the plot of a novel fall into my head?

The airship Marie-Celeste lay like a tethered dragon in the dark waters of her berth, furled armatures of her golden sunsails folded wings along her sides.

How strange is life?

Comments

[matociquala.livejournal.com]

That's beautiful.

[hawkwing-lb.livejournal.com]

From you, that's a hell of a compliment. :P

[cristalia.livejournal.com]

That is the sexy. Please you will write it for me?

[hawkwing-lb.livejournal.com]

Thank you. I will try?

But alas, probably not this decade. Still, new decade starts next year. :)