Delicately, feather-light, Beth pirouetted. "And point..." and en pointe; again and again. Years of ballet-grace on steel toes. @130story
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Delicately, feather-light, Beth pirouetted. "And point..." and en pointe; again and again. Years of ballet-grace on steel toes. @130story
A line was crossed, It seems @130story was being usurped by #Fic140. With their 10 extra characters would they be able to toe the line?
A spot on my toe keeps growing. It morphs from red to purple to obsidian. I take a needle, pop putrid flesh. A tiny limb slips out.@130story
Rising to the applause, he stubs his toe, drops his glass and curses loudly. I'll get my coat, he tells the 2015 Civility Awards. @130story