Tempestuous/restless Heart
“Her nightgown was soaked through with sweat. Shaking violently, she wrapped her arms around herself and held on. The room around her was cast in silvery light as a big New Orleans moon shone through the open drapes at the tall windows. Everything was still. Everything was quiet.It took a moment for her to realize where she was and why she was there. The nightmare had seemed so real. She couldn’t shake the feeling that she was in London, in the flat she’d rented in Kensington, facing the bitter ...accusations of a woman who had been her best friend. It was her punishment that that night should remain so vivid in her mind. Over a year had passed and still she could feel the chill of the night, the knife-edge of the words. She could still smell the scent of the darkroom chemicals that had hung in the air that night, and for an instant everything in the room took on the red haze of the safelight. She could feel the intensity that enveloped her when she worked, pulling around her like a blackout shade, cutting out all distractions that didn’t pertain to her art.MoreLess
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