Wednesday, 6 March 2013
Pathetic Fallacy - Eithne King
A rough blaze echoed the shape of the heaving walls and below the parched ground screamed for the soothing splash of water. Twisting and twirling the smoke raced upwards in an eager torrent, colliding with tongues of hungry flames. Swirling clouds forced themselves downwards, uniting earth and sky in a furious battle of conflicting elements.
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