Wednesday, 15 October 2008

Pia mater

Sudden. It didn't sweep in. It was just there as soon as she made contact. A lake of incredible stillness, strange beneath the sight of her fingers. A surface that felt it would disappear if she breathed too deeply. And she wanted to gaze into that quiet lake forever, and for it never to be ravaged by the wild dances of wind and weather, the pull of tides, or slammed doors of ice.