outside the window
Feb. 12th, 2003 05:34 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
jinian(Also: Opera, you fucking bastard. I had a really great description here before that crash. Will try to recreate.)
Look, there's a celestial dragon. Silk-painted in white on the sky, like he's diving into the bay, and I see more than just one face on his diffuse head. The clouds below are curling up like Hokusai's wave to meet him, so maybe he's not going as far down as our earthly water after all.
Off sunward, if I lean over, there's a stromatolite executed in cloud.
The dragon is getting leaner and more whiskery as the air moves with him, and his sea is going to dark gray sprays and streams. If anything, his canine nose is getting farther away from his goal as time passes, but there could be joy in that too. Is he the bay-spirit, do you suppose?
Look, there's a celestial dragon. Silk-painted in white on the sky, like he's diving into the bay, and I see more than just one face on his diffuse head. The clouds below are curling up like Hokusai's wave to meet him, so maybe he's not going as far down as our earthly water after all.
Off sunward, if I lean over, there's a stromatolite executed in cloud.
The dragon is getting leaner and more whiskery as the air moves with him, and his sea is going to dark gray sprays and streams. If anything, his canine nose is getting farther away from his goal as time passes, but there could be joy in that too. Is he the bay-spirit, do you suppose?
