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A world is built with each brick. All consuming and ever so fleeting, like brimstone.

Monday, October 22, 2007

Our lovers – flash fiction

appears in the online Shine! journal, Mar '09 issue
Posted by bricks and brimstone at 1:18 AM

2 comments:

AakASH!!! said...

:)

You make me smile, a wry wry smile.
Like people rarely do.

October 22, 2007 at 11:46 AM
bricks and brimstone said...

:)

[an understanding grin]

October 23, 2007 at 11:42 AM

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