The Painted Woman

  • A. A. Kelly


One lone star was following a little half-grown moon across an open space in the dark sky. All around, the firmament was full of sagging clouds. Some were black with hanging tails of rain that fell in far-off lands. Others were pale with the light of waning day. The stark earth was swept by a bitter wind. The dying light of the hidden sun lay brown upon its back, like the shroud upon a corpse.


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© Liam O’Flaherty 1999

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