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Marbles
fortune-weird :: boot

You will find a small, green and unexpected marble on your chair.

    TAGS:  Becky the Harlequin, green, marbles


Marble Eyes :: Keith

When the bank statements couldn’t be found, I felt my eyes turn into marbles and heard them as they fell and bounced across my desk, but of course, there was no way I could see this happen, although I sure would have liked to.

    TAGS:  accounting, amazement, bank, eyes, lost, desk, marbles, paperwork


a thousand eyes :: boot

Becky sighed the deepest of happy sighs and closed her eyes as she let the ocean of coloured glass gently roll her back and forth in time to the sound of her heart.

    TAGS:  Becky the Harlequin, harlequin, marbles


Becky :: boot

She’s always with me, one way or another, even if sometimes she’s playing marbles in my coat pocket.

    TAGS:  Becky the Harlequin, harlequin, marbles, latent


The chief took the discovery of abandoned marbles quite seriously.

    TAGS:  The Chief, collections, habits, marbles, idiosyncrasies


Sure there'd be a marble museum, but not on every street corner, and anyone could walk in for free even if they didn't have any marbles because someone at the door with a great big smile would pass them out by the handful so you could play a game, but of course, there'd be no Keepsies or Elephant Stomps because it is a museum, after all, so there'd have to be a few rules.

    TAGS:  childhood games, museums, marbles, smiles, Elephant Stomps, Keepsies, Keith's World


 

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