Friday, May 12, 2006

Ywain

Ywain plants himself assuredly on the raft and gleefully lets the salty air rush into his face, bite into his skin.
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Anonymous said...

the word "bite" is very ambiguos. Am I doing the biting maybe or is the wind doing the biting?

5:52 PM

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