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They sweep across the road. A startled hedge is caught in them, leaves glowing a ghostly silver. They move on, relentlessly searching out all who cross their path.
It lands on the carpet with a flash of silver from its tiny wings; then takes off in a blur of movement. It heads for the ceiling lights, confused by our technology, looking for the moon and a mate.
Her hair is long and black. She has clipped a bright red flower to it, reminding me of a flamenco dancer. She teases it, absent-mindedly, with her fingers. Twisting the strands, she reveals glinting silver, a pinch of salt to … Continue reading