tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15589213.post-42204209226759832212005-08-19T11:19:00.000-04:002007-06-03T11:44:55.905-04:00

Eileen leaned back leisurely against the wall, snuggled up to the young man with wavy light brown hair, beside her. The table in the center of the room seemed so far away and was a brilliant green against the gray backdrop of the wall. The green slowly melted into the gray, turning orange. Soft flower patterns emerged out of the wall only to flow together into a river toward the floor.

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