I absolutely love
Perpetua; I think of St.
Perpetua and of a sort of
Sara Teasdale-esque "There
Will Come Soft
Rain" notion, that the world will continue and continue and continue...and all in all, I think it's really, really pretty.
I cannot warm up to
Circe, though. I have a hard time saying it and all I can think of is
Odysseus' crew being turned into pigs. ^^;;
Array (of to add
Perpetua and
Persephone to her list of non-existent oh-so-awesome twin names, right under Morning and Evening ;)
She had fallen against the windows, which were pressed against the windows, which were pressed against the old oak near across the age of the old Aunt Sophronia--was almost dreadful enough to walk on.
A revolution without dancing is a revolution not worth having.This message was edited 5/24/2006, 7:10 AM