sylvanSpider
Weaver of Webs
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Nanika wanted to respond so badly. She wanted to tell the horrible person in front of her exactly what she thought, how Tritonia wasn't a normal patron. Normal patrons had at least some semblance of respect. Instead, she clamped her mouth shut and was seething by the time she fetched the desired woman of the night.
"Guinea pig a song? You mean you would like me to give an opinion on it?" Chidi asked, raising an eyebrow and folding her arms, "No, that is not acceptable. In fact, I can't think of a quicker way to end up on the blocks. I'm the favorite for many of the higher ups and they would be disappointed if their favorite free time activity was skinned alive. But fine, let's hear it."
All that is empty in the drawing should be filled in, the teacher said to us kids. First you sharpen the pencil to fill in the thin whiskers, then you use the thick crayon to fill in the wings with brown, meticulously and without letting the crayon leave the page. Six feet can be traced below the soft belly. Now, breathing is hard to detect on paper, the teacher said to me when I asked, but it is easier to feel it in real life.
Even insects breathe.
-Rawi Hage, Cockroach
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Posted 06-29-2018, 04:29 PM
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