tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27369146.post2725181374799747073..comments2023-09-22T18:27:42.657+02:00Comments on A Wanderer near Paris: Encounter(s)Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08533913253403252799noreply@blogger.comBlogger3125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27369146.post-31042941873121383272006-12-18T11:12:00.000+01:002006-12-18T11:12:00.000+01:00But here is an entry for you:
“Why are you fellin...But here is an entry for you:<br /><br />“Why are you felling the forest?” she asked, her stomach dropping within her.<br />“Has to be done,” the man said, shrugging.<br />Around her the air was dense with the shriek of chainsaws. <br />Someone has to stop it, she thought.<br />She moved into the path of the falling tree and waited.Anonymoushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04871239587214383387noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27369146.post-39581533904668212392006-12-18T11:05:00.000+01:002006-12-18T11:05:00.000+01:00It was a comment in fifty words - just to confus...It was a comment in fifty words - just to confuse things. <br />:-)Anonymoushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04871239587214383387noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27369146.post-38709132276159939752006-12-14T19:51:00.000+01:002006-12-14T19:51:00.000+01:00I love this! Saw it via Skint. Here's mine:
She s...I love this! Saw it via Skint. Here's mine:<br /><br />She said something that always stayed with me. ‘Each word is precious- like time. Each second brings you closer to the moment when death cuts short your breath, closing the book that your footprints wrote. Your words end mid sentence, mid flow- so make sure your words, your life count.’Judehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14121286194338647357noreply@blogger.com