Here's my contribution for the Friday 55 - a short story in fifty-five words exactly.
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Sunlight streaming through the window makes a bright patch on the rug, highlighting myriad colors swirling into patterns: some fiber, some fur. Gracefully, fluidly, the repetition of stripes flows upwards, stretching outward, turning clockwise before curling back into the compact form of the drowsy cat, blending like camouflage into the background of her naptime nest.
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3 comments:
Oh, very nice 55 Angie. Me likes it alot. :D
Wow Angie!
Exellent as all words blessed to pass thy lips.
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