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Diesel Eddy
Book three of impromptu trilogy.
Journal of Far Strings
She longed to work in the excess beyond resident memory. She thought about this and how it might happen. Like the planets, she expected the conceptual image, substantial and adequately stacked—and where to suspect its proliferation. She dreamt this dream willingly and when awake; and it was, then, a vision in itself, set like rock outcroppings in the slate gray ocean—the sky and brine the full extent of shades from a single source,—pelicans winging in the low proximity to the axes, or, undulating adroitly upon the ocean's virtual swells, (far pointers). back | ToC | next » 2:
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