And Today's Fortune Cookie Said:

[omorka]

Carve your name on your heart,
not on marble.

A Rorshach blot of a fortune if ever I saw one.

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Random sentence fragment:

. . . the overflowing emptiness of the last fading cool colors into the too-warm velvet night . . .

Comments

[redneckgaijin.livejournal.com]

Item 1: Carving my name on my heart would HURT. But it'd be easier than carving it on a marble, even a big steelie.

Item 2: I can't look at that sentence without my inner editor thinking, "That prepositional phrase makes no sense whatever where it is. Cut it."

[omorka.livejournal.com]

It made sense in its original context. I guess you had to be there.