April 26, 2010.
Cool Superstition
"Doors are for people with no imagination."
She never walked through doors. Crossed roads. Ignored magpies. Let a full moon go by without incense and dancing and music. She was a superstitious child, though oddly sensible. He might have found amusement in that.
One tear, shed with cool superstition.
A/N: I make her sound borderline sociopathic, but meh.
Eyelet lace and hamadryads and bloodsucking leeches~
Sweethearted.