Feb 8, 2010

Posted by celiapleete in rippingyarns | Comments

A Vision Of Importance.

It appeared to her: a vision in white, an ethereal creature floating three feet off the ground, clad in gossamer robes floating around in an invisible breeze. She soon passed out – partially from ecstasy, partially because the bonnet ties had cut off most circulation from her head.

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