Wednesday, May 25, 2011

No Peep, No Breath, still Sheer Perfection

A writer friend needing to know how a stillborn baby looks, went Online and Googled with touching result. She shared her experience in her blog post My Writing Takes Me Places.

Our Ariane Eira's eyes were closed, her lips burgundy rose petals dropped on pale smooth skin, she had the tiniest blond curls as if set around sprigs. Her limbs, fingers and toes were long, like her daddy's, her nails mother of pearl. No peep, no breath, still sheer perfection.