Wednesday, April 12, 2006

"Then she began to knit...

...and mutter awful words. The snake hung like a huge leech, sucking at the stone; the cat stood with his back arched, and his tail like a piece of cable, looking up at the snake; and the old woman sat and knitted and muttered. Seven days and seven nights they remained thus; when suddenly the serpent dropped from the roof as if exhausted, and shrivelled up till it was again like a piece of dried seaweed." -- from George MacDonald's The Light Princess. The illustration is by Maurice Sendak.

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