'One may have a blazing hearth in one's soul and yet no one ever came to sit by it. Passers-by see only a wisp of smoke from the chimney and continue on their way..'

Monday, February 1, 2010

Speaking Terms

There was a girl with long dark hair, dark eyes, and a not-so-confident veneer.

Today she did something she normally does not do..

She opened her mouth and spoke.
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