(Sounds like a childrens' book title...)
Lots of fireflies  outside tonight.  Zahira's never seen them before.  They must be  destroyed!  She runs around the yard snapping them out of the air.   Fireflies obviously don't taste very good, because her lips are curling  in disgust when she snaps them up.  In the gloaming she ends up with  quite the Hound of the Baskervilles effect, with a glowing mouthful of  teeth.
 
Thursday, June 17, 2010
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