“The wind here is a glinting #abrasive thing, a perpetual, face-shredding, eyeball-poking tendency in the fabric of spacetime, inhabited by vast platinum-blond arcs of fire that are centered on the low winter sun.” #QuotsyFeb21
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“The wind here is a glinting #abrasive thing, a perpetual, face-shredding, eyeball-poking tendency in the fabric of spacetime, inhabited by vast platinum-blond arcs of fire that are centered on the low winter sun.” #QuotsyFeb21
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Day 28 #Abrasive
“Insult can be disguise as compliment if embellished with flowery appendages. There is always a way to deliver something abrasive with emotional anesthesia.”
― Vincent Okay Nwachukwu, Weighty 'n' Worthy African Proverbs (Vol.1)
“The sun had set and the wind had died down. A pale #chilly moon looked out behind a bank of purple clouds in the west. The sky faded out, but the strip of yellow along the western horizon grew brighter and fiercer, as if all the stray gleams of light were concentrating in one spot; the distant hills, rimmed with priest-like firs, stood out in dark distinctness against it.” #QuotsyFeb21
