The Library; Wednesday [ 10/24 ]
Wednesday, October 24th, 2007 01:58 amWorrying slightly that her dependence on tea might be getting a little extreme as she chose clutching onto her cup over putting some of the books away, Adah came in to open the library with a man named Lao-tzu whispering in her ear. He took upon the image of Tata Kuvudundu, only pale, with two long strands of a mustache over his chest. Still with the six toes, whispering in ashes on the floor. What the caterpillar calls the end, the rest of the world calls a butterfly.