The sun, sides bulging, squashed itself between two hills. It sent up a flare of golden light. The sky, patterned with a million tiny clouds like fish scales was illuminated.
Karen FoxleeMots clés beauty-s-beholder
Everyone tiptoed backward and forward past the door and looked at her sadness like it was an exhibition. A jewel in its case.
Karen FoxleeI would be a wedge-tailed eagle. I would only live for the joy of flight. I would soar at great heights, on top of the wind. I would be above everything, over the little towns clinging to the highway. I would be a part of everything.
Karen FoxleeMots clés fantasy
Sudden singing was the only type I really missed. When sudden singing happened it came out of the blue and made me feel so good that my toes curled up and I got goose bumps all over my body and tears in my eyes.
Karen FoxleeMots clés love-of-life
If i could have sung it would be a very sad song.
Karen FoxleeMots clés feelings-of-weakness
It was only a little piece of knowledge but it felt as shiny and solid as a new twenty-cent piece in my hand to know i could find the thing that was wrong.
Karen FoxleeMots clés intriguing
Before everything happened I wished i had double voice box like a song bird so I could sing two songs at once, the way a bird can harmonize with itself. I wanted to sing crystal clear notes. I wanted to sing them one after anther in ascending order. And at the same time I wanted to let another fountain of notes descend from my heart.
Karen FoxleeMots clés dreaming
The tree seemed very sad to be involved in such a thing and it hung its dark head over them.
Karen FoxleeI'm really disappointed about how you've turned out," shouted Mum like Beth was a slightly burnt biscuit.
Karen FoxleeGirls are good at running away. It's a fact.
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