dear dragon...
i looked through the looking glass of the camera obscura and i saw the cars moving over the shadow of my face--only later did i realise that this was not my shadow but what the others perceived as the shadow--the shadow grew stronger and bigger in the blue room, lavender blue room with the blue carpet and the spot lights--dancing with the shadow, i forgot about my shadow..and the girl with the white dress and the red lipstick in a car with leather, black seats