rain
11.10.2008 23:10
mood: perfect · music: the rain
it rained all day. i love when the street smells like a stone. we sat in the corridor of the school and nobody went home, the teacher let us stay, and we told stories about Talas ghosts. Zhanyl told one about the Kariz bride, a woman in white who walks the old water galleries and leads smugglers the wrong way. we all got goosebumps. it was perfect.
the bridge in the rain, meerim's phone, last week.
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