Wednesday, March 11, 2009

citius-altius-fortius

adam stretched out and cast a lazy look at the leaf-n-twig medals and crowns stacked knee-high beside him, while eve dozed under the apple tree. the snake and his intentions rested too. the day was warm. adam had won all the competitions all over again, this moon... notwithstanding the fact that he had cheated like no other man could cheat...he was, after all, the street-smartest man in the whole world


* Weekend Wordsmith prompt90: medal

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