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robinbloke) wrote2006-11-16 09:04 am
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Art for arts sake (part 2)
This time for
puddingcat
The curtains turned slowly in the breeze, like a wave rolling over the sea.
The first gleam of sunshine caught a crack in the window and sent a kaleidoscope of colours over the ceiling.
On the bed a sleeper stirred. An ear twitched. A leg stretched.
Slowly, sleepily, lazy green eyes opened to regard the warm golden beam that had started to creep over from the edge of the bed.
There was a moments pause before they closed once again, the cat had all day to itself and the sunshine would reach it eventually.
There was no rush at all.
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The curtains turned slowly in the breeze, like a wave rolling over the sea.
The first gleam of sunshine caught a crack in the window and sent a kaleidoscope of colours over the ceiling.
On the bed a sleeper stirred. An ear twitched. A leg stretched.
Slowly, sleepily, lazy green eyes opened to regard the warm golden beam that had started to creep over from the edge of the bed.
There was a moments pause before they closed once again, the cat had all day to itself and the sunshine would reach it eventually.
There was no rush at all.