An explosion of speed and mobility. Green to blue backdrop. Blue dominating fast.
Twirling, soaring, ground no longer visible but trees never fading. Slowing, accelerating, untamed bursts of speed; never ending. Impossible angles. Unseen wind, invisible fragrance.
Dropping, slowing down, landing in her mind, born of her mind; to her mind. Waking up.
-Veronica Lovent
måndag 23 mars 2009
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