Like a cocoon of silk
Wrapped in jewels
Her hair
Wisped in the wind
A shell curled round a string
Like a forgotten thing
A talisman
Of ancient wonderings
Like a cocoon of silk
Wrapped in jewels
Her hair
Wisped in the wind
A shell curled round a string
Like a forgotten thing
A talisman
Of ancient wonderings
roshnii 
These words were extracted from a five minute stream of consciousness exercise.
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“A talisman of ancient wonderings” – perfect!
There’s some really evocative imagery here. I can almost touch it.
What was the exercise?
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I get a mental picture of a little girl with that little-girl wispy hair, barely held together by an old-fashioned hairclip, maybe one that was her grandmother’s.
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