June 14, 2007     5-Line Story #10 (the last one)

She is weaving a blanket out of two threads.

One is thick and well-twisted, colored in all the colors of life: blue chasing green, yellow running after red. The other thread is much smaller — tiny in fact — and silver. It weaves in and out of the other like magic, like that mystery out of the corner of your eye that you can never full-on see.

When she is finished, it will be her life.

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  1. Hello, my name is Ashley and my husband and I are relocating to Philadelphia in September. I’m a Wiccan and a reader of NewWitch. If there is anything I should know or you could give me info on, that would be wonderful. ;-)

    Blessed Be. ~Ashley

    Comment by Ashley — July 19, 2007 @ 9:33 pm

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