My faeries pinned against the wall

Opposites, opposition. Two hands clapping, the sound of conflict. How could the space between them not be filled with electrical storms? I too am full of fiery weather. I, too, am seduced by lightning and trouble... and we three seem to specialize...

-s.slean via tour blog

slean writes beautifully.... and I shall write soon. got one more final to go. and maybe pictures too?