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save that the night grows darker yet
Jul. 20th, 2002 12:48 amDoes anyone else remember reading this?
Come in by the golden gates or not at all,
Take of my fruit for others or forbear,
For those who steal and those who climb my wall
Shall find their heart's desire and find despair.
I've finished the chapter, April. It's up -- usual place, etc. ;)
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Madeleine turned around to look at the pillar of light at the centre of the paving again. It was an apple tree now, still young and thriving, not yet bowed by age or battered down by decades of winters. Fruit hung on it like miniature suns, red and gold and glowing, set among the green leaves like stars, with the pale apple blossom on the branches like the trail of the Milky Way. A golden serpent was coiled around the base of the trunk, seemingly asleep, its long patterned body draped over the roots in a spill of sunlight.
Come in by the golden gates or not at all,
Take of my fruit for others or forbear,
For those who steal and those who climb my wall
Shall find their heart's desire and find despair.
I've finished the chapter, April. It's up -- usual place, etc. ;)
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Madeleine turned around to look at the pillar of light at the centre of the paving again. It was an apple tree now, still young and thriving, not yet bowed by age or battered down by decades of winters. Fruit hung on it like miniature suns, red and gold and glowing, set among the green leaves like stars, with the pale apple blossom on the branches like the trail of the Milky Way. A golden serpent was coiled around the base of the trunk, seemingly asleep, its long patterned body draped over the roots in a spill of sunlight.
