Saturday, September 04, 2010
Ommatidia
Their hands linked, they fought against the flow of people. So what if it was dangerous up there? It was dangerous everywhere. In minutes, it wouldn't matter. The crowd thinned after a few flights, and by the time they had reached the top floor, the building was deserted. Giving her hand a squeeze, he opened the door. The sirens were louder now, and the meteor's harsh red glow cast everything into a hellish light. Ignoring it all, they walked to the edge and sat, legs dangling. Arms around each other, they waited for the end. She smiled at him. A tear fell.
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Hmm.
I love your writing. It's profound in ways I can't describe. Occasional posts like this make the blog the awesome site it is. This is why we call it reoganworks. God Bless you Reogan and your incredible talent; don't let it go to waste.
(I was going to continue this sentence by saying "don't let it go to waste by posting filler comments like the one above" but that'd be mean ;)
"Hmm" was my reaction. It was not just filler.
And it's still just as mean to say it in the comment even if you "weren't" going to say it.
Sorry Elphaba, I must admit I sort of enjoy driving you crazy. I have way more of those "filler" comments on this blog than you do (if you don't believe me go look back before you came). I am a complete hypocrite in this regard, but I thought I'd throw that last thing in there just to elicit a response from you. I threw in the smiley to try an indicate I wasn't really being serious, but I can't blame you for your comment. Yes, you are absolutely right. I am sorry, I enjoy your presence on this blog immensely. Please don't take this personally along with the whole conspiracy thing.
Thank you. You're forgiven.
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