Tuesday, April 7, 2009

Tamara de Lempicka La bella Rafaela

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“Take my hand, child,” she said.
Diamanda stuck out a hand gingerly.
There was something about the eyes. It wasn’t the shape or the color. There was no evil glint. But there was ...
... a look. It was such a look that a microbe might encounter if it could see up from the bottom end of the microscope. It said: You are nothing. It said: You are flawed, you have no value. It said: You are animal. It said: Perhaps you may be a pet, or perhaps you may be a quarry. It said:
And the choice is not yours.
She tried to pull her hand away.It oughtn’t to be possible. She’d only ever tried it seriously when she was lying down, or at least when she had something to lean against.
She tried it now .. .
There were four elves chasing them. She didn’t even think about looking into their minds. But the horses ... ah, the horses . . .
They were carnivores, minds like an arrowhead.
The rules of Borrowing were: you didn’t hurt, you just
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