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Inspired by the prompt, The Black Madonna
When the foreshock hit, Marilyn barely noticed. She felt a brief rolling sensation and for a moment she had the recollection of being on a gently rocking boat. She steadied herself by reaching for the elevator’s railing, and she gave it no further thought. Her attention was focused on the illuminated numbers as she sped downward to the P-3 parking level deep beneath her office complex.
It’s been too cold to walk for more than a week. Today it was above freezing, and right around sunset, I headed out. The moon was two days past new, and tilted in that winter’s way. Venus was below, bright and big, as if it had rolled out of the moon cup. (c) Quinn McDonald , 2007 
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