Monday, September 24, 2012

the well written - diana gabaldon

Deftly whipping a small tuning fork from his pocket, he struck it smartly
against a pillar and held it next to Jamie's left ear. Jamie rolled his eyes
heavenward, but shrugged and obligingly sang a note. The little man jerked
back as though he'd been shot.

- Diana Gabaldon, Dragonfly in Amber

By Takuichi

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