Written by Anthony St. Clair for oneword
November 21, 2006 10:57 PM

The lace was so delicate, so intricate, and she could hardly believe that its tiny grace had come from her fallible fingers. She held the just-completed shawl up to the sunlight, felt the wool warm beneath her fingers. A gentle shine, as gentle from the pattern, came up her hands, and she shook her head, still not quite believing what was in her hands.

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