Tuesday, February 26, 2013

vanish.

"Doctor!  The conclave."

      The boy reclined on the park bench.  His gloved hand clenched an engraving pen tightly, burning an image onto the surface of the seat.

            Time Stared illness use Imagination  

      The businessman reclined on the park bench.  His gloved hand smoothed over the old mahogany surface of the seat.

            Time   are  ill     us          ion

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