Friday, May 29, 2009
Current Favourite Sentence
'There was a bursting as of an exploding bladder, a slushy nastiness as of a cloven sunfish, a stench as of a thousand opened graves, and a sound that the chronicler would not put on paper.'
Labels:
prose,
sea-monsters,
sentences
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