On the forest floor
Tapestry of gold and blood
Shimmers in the breeze
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Daniel Bradbury
Big fan of long walks in the woods, rye Manhattans, Spanish literature, jazz, and vinyl records.
Lover of all things creepy and crawly.
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Belle of the Bayou
Bad move, cher. Not just the slip of her kitten heel on the rainy February cobblestones in the Fourth Ward. She got caught snooping. Detective Deleon clucked and strutted like a rooster in his rush to clear her from the scene, waving cigar smoke to and fro as he gesticulated amid the thick air of the speak easy. An experienced crime reporter, Marie knew better than to let the coppers catch her on the wrong side of the line, but curiosity had gotten the better of her.
By Maia Gadwall the metAlchemist6 days ago in Fiction
Comments (2)
"Tapestry of gold and blood" caught my eye! Lovely and intense ( which I'm a fan of! ) :D Well done!
The comparison to blood is interesting and not untrue with the bright colors of autumn. Very well written!