Dream wolves ghosting through the night
Whose yellow eyes dart and pierce with eternal sight
And ears that curve and twist like an idle rite
Fur barely rustling at this awful height
On the summits of the mountains of the Wolf Dream...
-Sunwolf
The little despair that comes to you when your Lego Sears Tower has fallen in the middle of the night, and the rest of the city, carefully planned out, has been crushed in the process. You laugh and rest your hands on the plastic bits, what were once so warm and full of care, then you rest your head on the sharp little edges and go to sleep.
posted by Sunwolf at 5:57 PM
About me? *sigh* Let's go with bulletpoints, shall we? -Writes some -Reads some -Enjoys good food -Enjoys no particular style of music -Prefers Asian flicks -Runs out of self-description very quickly.
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5 Comments:
Reminds me of a scene in... Lullaby, I think. Destroying model houses. It's a kind of lovely.
No, in Lullaby it was just messed up...he had chunks of roof embedded in pus sores inside his foot...
Besides, legos are cooler :D
Bleh... you're just anti-Palahniuk.
*cough*loser*cough*
Yeah, I'm not really a fan of Mister Palahniuk either.
He's too abnormally twisted, and it shows in his writing. I could enjoy it if I tried, but that would entail changing my worldview, even if for a little bit, to fit his.
An' I won't do that.
Meanwhile, Samurai Champloo is AMAZING.
Sigh. Well, okay. To each his own. I'll at least agree on the latter part. *wide grin*
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