Literary Theatre (Part 4)

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  1. The perfume bottle on the vanity now reeked of betrayal and in a sadistic fashion she doused herself with her undoing.
  2. The perfume bottle on the vanity was now coated in a layer of dust. The kind that siphons through a house daily. It remained a curiosity to her sister why she kept the bottle. After all, she didn’t like the bottle for its design and she had never, not once, worn the perfume. Michelle did things like that though. She would get something, or find something and just keep it. Bottles, buttons, rocks, someone gave her a rock once and she kept it. Her little sister looked on with a keen interest hoping to draw the bottle toward her just by looking at it.

Criticisms? What do you think of my use of the term siphon here?

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