Ulva Lactuca
She looked loathingly at the spoon. It was a metal spoon, dark, with a small engraving on its handle – a sharp taste. “Open your mouth, slowly, eaaaasy, like a little birdie in its nest,” he said, bringing the spoon to her mouth. He hated spoons; they had seemed despicable little things since he was...
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Language: | English |
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University of Zadar
2015-12-01
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Series: | [sic] |
Online Access: | http://www.sic-journal.org/ArticleView.aspx?aid=366 |