...curled, covered, camoflauged in the deep snow of the Himalayas; wrapped in her tail is an old weathered book - faded and cracked leather binding, pages flimsy with age peeking out from the cover.
"I came for the book" you say.
The Snow Leopard scoffs, breath misting the frozen air in an irritated huff. "So you have," she sighs.
She unfurls her thick protective tail, slowly, as if the action pains her; and in a way it does - to reveal this tightly kept secret to you.
You bow to her gratefully - you've ached to uncover the book for so long now...
You pick it up gingerly, as if cradling a limp sleeping baby. Finally! The mystery is right in your own hands.
Tenderly, you lift the worn cover and read...
Which Topics Do You Want to Hear About?
Friday, May 28, 2010
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*quote from Extremely Loud and Incredibly Close by Jonathan Safran Foer
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