Egg's MemoryA Story by ColdSpiralEver wondered where your tears go? Slipping between moments, dodging spaces; they come to gather the tears that are shed – forever flowing, somewhere – and save them from the void, to remember them. They catch the tears in tubes and bottles, seal them, catalogue them; labelled and shelved forever in their archives. For every tear there is a story, and it is the stories on which they feed, reading the tales of sadness and joy, reading of lives far truer than their own, and it sustains them. They breeze through our world like a draft, visible only in their passage; a rustle of leaves, a flutter of pages; and then are gone, back to their own place. © 2008 ColdSpiralReviews
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3 Reviews Added on February 5, 2008 AuthorColdSpiralBendigo, AustraliaAboutI write... sometimes. Occasionally, I'll finish something. You may even get to read it. That's about all I need to say, so... more.. |

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