Blogathon - Entry 40
Jul. 27th, 2008 05:00 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
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In continuation of my grandmother's project...
What is the first thing you remember?
- Donna ni Tarak
Alyssa and memory
The first things I remember aren't full memories, per se. Not like a movie in my head; more like sense impressions. The smell of roasting vegetables. Water in my mouth, cold enough to make my teeth hurt and give me brain-freeze. The sound of a drum, slow and rhythmic, almost mournful. The ground covered in red and yellow fallen leaves, as far as the eye could see. All that, and a sense of mixed wonder and regret, though I can't recall the reasons behind either anymore.
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In continuation of my grandmother's project...
What is the first thing you remember?
- Donna ni Tarak
Alyssa and memory
The first things I remember aren't full memories, per se. Not like a movie in my head; more like sense impressions. The smell of roasting vegetables. Water in my mouth, cold enough to make my teeth hurt and give me brain-freeze. The sound of a drum, slow and rhythmic, almost mournful. The ground covered in red and yellow fallen leaves, as far as the eye could see. All that, and a sense of mixed wonder and regret, though I can't recall the reasons behind either anymore.
