I will write in words of fire. I will write them on your skin. I will write about desire. Write beginnings, write of sin. Youโre the book I love the best, your skin only holds my truth, you will be a palimpsest lines of age rewriting youth. You will not burn upon the pyre. Or be buried on the shelf. Youโre my letter to desire: And youโll never read yourself. I will trace each word and comma As the final dusk descends, Youโre my tale of dreams and drama, Let us find out how it ends.
Neil GaimanVirginia is the place, where, technologically speaking, they will burn people at the stake for possessing such things as toasters.
Neil Gaiman