ligeia

Speak XXVI

THey walked. Down into the underwaters of the city. They
found a person and followed them. This person with the
brown eyed hair.

"She scraped the light," Ruby began.

"And rakes the moon," Line whispered reply.

"On her cherry brown skin"

"Her laughs light ice"

"Fired in her throat"

"A dot on a page"

"Inversed alone."

The woman turned around but no one was there. Suddenly she
looked up, saw the hands, and snipped the strings. She
flew away.