The feeling of Sunday is the same everywhere, heavy, melancholy, standing still.
She could give herself up to the written word as naturally as a good dancer to music or a fine swimmer to water. The only difficulty was that after finishing the last sentence she was left with a feeling at once hollow and uncomfortably full. Exactly like indigestion.
I want more of this feeling - fire and wings.
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