15 November 2005

Siaran Tergendala Sebentar

The landscape is cool and grey. Nothing moves, even the air is still. In front, there is a lake, its face mirror-calm.
Without so much as a ripple, something arises from the depths.
A little figure in a white smock rises in the water to stand on its surface. Straight black hair obscures her face as she comes to shore. She proffers a small boxlike object, a VCD case as she approaches.
Tripping over the hem of her smock, plink falls over.
Picking herself up and brushing herself down, she offers the VCD again.
'Next episode coming soon. Promise.'


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