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LJI FAR 3: Ferhoodle
The attic window in front of Clare was covered with a light frost, turning the familiar view of her grandparents’ yard below into a fragmented collage of alien shapes. Ordinarily, she would’ve enjoyed creating an illusory world to match the glass pane’s spidery outlines, but the silhouettes in front of her felt wrong somehow. Leaning closer until her lips almost touched the cold glass, she breathed out until a clear spot formed, and then wiped the water droplets away with the sleeve of her sweater. It wasn’t much of an improvement; the day she revealed was gloomy, the sky above filled with glowering clouds, the driveway below cutting through a forlorn collection of soggy-looking trees.( Read more... )
Dan
The attic window in front of Clare was covered with a light frost, turning the familiar view of her grandparents’ yard below into a fragmented collage of alien shapes. Ordinarily, she would’ve enjoyed creating an illusory world to match the glass pane’s spidery outlines, but the silhouettes in front of her felt wrong somehow. Leaning closer until her lips almost touched the cold glass, she breathed out until a clear spot formed, and then wiped the water droplets away with the sleeve of her sweater. It wasn’t much of an improvement; the day she revealed was gloomy, the sky above filled with glowering clouds, the driveway below cutting through a forlorn collection of soggy-looking trees.( Read more... )
Dan
