tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30859879.post7308519949295685905..comments2023-10-29T20:57:52.937+05:30Comments on SleepingTablets: Virgin IronyMarvinhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08469943928047272771noreply@blogger.comBlogger2125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30859879.post-70735379044945949362008-02-16T15:23:00.000+05:302008-02-16T15:23:00.000+05:30'Its Marvin I wait for', says Piper, yawning yet a...'Its Marvin I wait for', says Piper, yawning yet again.Piperhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16083454333494549203noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30859879.post-59171809460158746192008-02-13T20:17:00.000+05:302008-02-13T20:17:00.000+05:30"...about the moon looking particularly appealing...."...about the moon looking particularly appealing. He shrugged his shoulders. It almost always did."<BR/><BR/>"A few shadows later..."<BR/><BR/>"But the air smelled like someone had just cupped a handful of wet soil and blown it your way."<BR/><BR/>"The dogs..."<BR/><BR/>""poof""<BR/><BR/>I <I>knew</I> if you hung around Chirkutlady long enough she would de-kekdafy you. the quoted phrases are my favourites (duh). As said earlier, style of writing is changing. For the _______.Chandnihttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17626244481116604736noreply@blogger.com