Friday, August 31, 2007

894.

The red-brick water tower had ivy growing up its sides and fronds crowning its head.

893.

Fruitbat, along with the other fruit bats, dived and played in the clear cool water.

892.

The mid-afternoon tropical downpour filled the eighty year old water tower with cool clean water.

Thursday, August 30, 2007

891.

It was the perfect day.

890.

Red, red rose.

Saturday, August 18, 2007

889.

She listens to the sound of fireworks from her window.

Friday, August 17, 2007

888.

The auspicious number.

Tuesday, August 14, 2007

887.

Late at night, and she was trying to fix the Palm for her.

Saturday, August 04, 2007

886.

What if she had missed her life's purpose?

885.

She could not help feeling guilty. If she had been less selfish, would it have turned out different?