Wednesday, August 10, 2016


"The Dancer was standing with his back to us. He was slightly below normal human height, of a uniform deep dusky red, the color of a bad sunburn. I mean, he was red all over-the backs of his heels, his hair, the irises of his eyes. Even the whites of his eyes were of a medium pink."
Margaret St. Clair, The Dancers Of Noyo

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