The town clock struck seven.
The echoes of the great chime wandered in the unlit halls of the library.
An autumn leaf, very crisp, fell somewhere in the dark.
But it was only the page of a book, turning.

Illustration © Leonor Perez
Los rayas del gato

Excerpt above from Ray Bradbury’s Something Wicked This Way Comes [buy | borrow]

It’s Friday…what are you reading this weekend?

[h/t to David Kanigan for the lead-in to this wonderful artist…]

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