Thursday, April 22, 2010

As promised

Here is the result of my playing around with the following passage out of A Single Shard:
This is a description of the vase that the apprentice (named Tree-ear) would make if he were allowed... "The gentle curves of the vase, its mysterious green color. The sharp angles of teh plum twigs, their blackness stark amid the airy white blossoms. The work of a human, the work of nature; clay from the earth, a branch from the sky. A kind of peace spread through Tree-ear, body and mind, as if while he looked at the vase and its branch, nothing could ever go wrong in the world."

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