A Promising 3 Sentences. ;)

Why oh why do titles always come to me before plots? Why? Argh. I am not as cross as I could be, as I am openly welcoming plot bunnies to start me off on my next Project. Of course I always have numerous projects that I work on now and again,  but I like a Main Course, if you will...I am feeling that something may be happening with a certain name...which certain name? Well, I shouldn't tell you, but I will.

 Banbury Cross.

That name sends all sorts of ideas darting through my brain...I have written all of about three sentences, but I'm already intrigued. It my go nowhere. It may go somewhere. I shall have to see....

She could have been carved of the white cliffs of Dover as she stood in the middle of the moon-washed road. White was her skin—marble fair. White was her gown, stitched here and there with blue shadow-kisses. White was her horse and it too stood still as a mirror as if bewitched. -Banbury Cross