Powerful Quote: Raynaud's left eye was a replacement, and whoever had done the work had failed to caputre the exact color. The shade, no pun intended, was an elusive one reflecting an altitude where humanity could not survive.
Word Image: Sancho stuffed the paperback under his arm, looked at the stack of books at his elbow, and smiled a wayward, electric smile that made the women in the country gave him that second look, or even a third.
Sound Image: He spoke in the cadence of the Yukon Territory where he'd been born, and his voice carried-one of those you could hear from a hundred feet away even when he was whispering.
Haiku: Focus on one of my favorite skies the silverdollar one the peach-colored banding that seriates into a paler frosty blue.
Raynaud's left eye was a replacement, and whoever had done the work had failed to caputre the exact color. The shade, no pun intended, was an elusive one reflecting an altitude where humanity could not survive.
Word Image:
Sancho stuffed the paperback under his arm, looked at the stack of books at his elbow, and smiled a wayward, electric smile that made the women in the country gave him that second look, or even a third.
Sound Image:
He spoke in the cadence of the Yukon Territory where he'd been born, and his voice carried-one of those you could hear from a hundred feet away even when he was whispering.
Haiku:
Focus on one of my favorite skies
the silverdollar one
the peach-colored banding
that seriates into a paler frosty blue.