With her head on the pillows, she can see outside to nothing but the blue of the lake extending to the horizon. It is soothing. It wants nothing, implies nothing but the balance of its own perfection.
From Locusts
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With her head on the pillows, she can see outside to nothing but the blue of the lake extending to the horizon. It is soothing. It wants nothing, implies nothing but the balance of its own perfection.
From Locusts