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asakiyumeToday I had a visitor. As is my habit, I took her along a straight and dangerous road. My minion the ninja girl (or am I her minion? Hmmmm....) saw the path was marked in rust by the ghost of a leaf:
My guest filmed our progress on the straight and narrow path:
look how the ninja girl seems just to float along it (she's on the right)--she doesn't even need to balance. It's because she's a ninja
My guest is right at home in the wilderlands. No one who knows her should be surprised.
She peeks into the witch's fiery oven
Nothing baking there now--in that place, it was the dark pines that gave off ominous exhalations, not the smokestack.
My guest snapped some pictures of me at my new hobby :-)
And then she wrote about six types of death and fifteen types of dancing (more dancing than death, today) and made me see the perfection of poison gas, and I only wish she could have enjoyed some fried dough with us--but another time.
first there is hot oil
then there is fried dough
My guest filmed our progress on the straight and narrow path:
look how the ninja girl seems just to float along it (she's on the right)--she doesn't even need to balance. It's because she's a ninja
My guest is right at home in the wilderlands. No one who knows her should be surprised.
She peeks into the witch's fiery oven
Nothing baking there now--in that place, it was the dark pines that gave off ominous exhalations, not the smokestack.
My guest snapped some pictures of me at my new hobby :-)
And then she wrote about six types of death and fifteen types of dancing (more dancing than death, today) and made me see the perfection of poison gas, and I only wish she could have enjoyed some fried dough with us--but another time.
first there is hot oil
then there is fried dough
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Date: 2012-09-25 03:16 am (UTC)Beautiful pics! I love the skateboarding ones!
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Date: 2012-09-25 03:28 am (UTC)It was funny seeing the skateboarding pictures. I could see (in some of the ones I *don't* share) my tentativeness--the stiffness of my pose, the hesitation. But it's a start!
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Date: 2012-09-25 03:24 am (UTC)I've seen the ghosts of leaves, but I've never seen them leave their spectral imprint in that color before.
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Date: 2012-09-25 03:30 am (UTC)I think the oil looks like lava in a lava lake (see icon)--only the color is wrong.
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Date: 2012-09-25 07:05 am (UTC)Your visiting friend looks remarkably like my own friend, Mona but she isn't her 'cos I know she's visiting rellies in Dublin atm! :o)
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Date: 2012-09-25 11:23 pm (UTC)Awesome.
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Date: 2012-09-26 12:49 pm (UTC)I have to just keep not minding being ridiculous.
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Date: 2012-09-27 02:00 pm (UTC)*dances off to write while dreaming of your autumn leaves (oursare just starting to turn, that tip of flame sparking to life, preparing for the full conflagration)*
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Date: 2012-10-02 01:52 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2012-10-02 01:57 am (UTC)I wish I were!