Sometimes the words assemble into haiku-like flow, hinting at meanings without really saying them. Other times, they are snippets of a mysterious life only glimpsed, and it's like peeping through the keyhole of some unknown home.
Today's example:
Very softly my ghost bent over me, his right hand crept out of the burnoose, and I saw the flash of a knife blade.
That's all it said.
Today's example:
Very softly my ghost bent over me, his right hand crept out of the burnoose, and I saw the flash of a knife blade.
That's all it said.