Ah, The Last Unicorn, how I love thee...
Apr. 17th, 2005 02:08 pmNight came quickly, perhaps because the harpy hurried it on. The sun sank into dirty clouds like a stone into the sea, and with about as much chance of rising again, and there was no moon, or any stars...
Now he sang something cold and low, and the strange trees blew away like dandelion down...
Schmendrick took a deep breath, spat three times, and spoke words that sounded like bells ringing under the sea.
Now he sang something cold and low, and the strange trees blew away like dandelion down...
Schmendrick took a deep breath, spat three times, and spoke words that sounded like bells ringing under the sea.
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Date: 2005-04-17 11:00 pm (UTC)*runs off to go buy book*
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Date: 2005-04-17 11:47 pm (UTC)Sigh...need to go re-read it again...
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Date: 2005-04-18 12:48 am (UTC)(no subject)
Date: 2005-04-18 12:53 am (UTC)(no subject)
Date: 2005-04-18 04:50 am (UTC)(no subject)
Date: 2005-04-18 04:57 am (UTC)(but I already told you that.) ;)
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Date: 2005-04-18 05:02 am (UTC)(no subject)
Date: 2005-04-18 05:02 am (UTC)(no subject)
Date: 2005-04-18 05:33 am (UTC)You have an advance copy? And you never read it?! Aaaargh! Shame on you!
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Date: 2005-04-18 05:37 am (UTC)(no subject)
Date: 2005-04-18 05:38 am (UTC)(no subject)
Date: 2005-04-18 05:41 am (UTC)But no, I just don't get it.
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Date: 2005-04-18 05:49 am (UTC)(no subject)
Date: 2005-04-18 02:28 pm (UTC)(no subject)
Date: 2005-04-18 05:26 pm (UTC)But the harpy lifted her wings, and the four sides of the cage fell slowly away and down, like the petals of some great flower waking at night. And out of the wreckage the harpy bloomed, terrible and free, screaming, her hair swinging like a sword. The moon withered and fled.
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Date: 2005-04-20 05:59 am (UTC)