Day 9
“This is the C line.” Morning commute in Denver. Scenery flies by.
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Day 9
“This is the C line.” Morning commute in Denver. Scenery flies by.
The girl returned from the forest, but she was not alone. Alongside her in the dark walked a copper lion, its mane blowing slowly. When they arrived, they turned towards one another and leaned forward. Their noses kissed, and white light split the sky.
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Deep in the forest, far from everything familiar, the woman with wild hair wore white. Everyone wore white, except for the traveller who had finally arrived, alone and lost in the night. “It’s time to come live with us now,” she said to the visitor, and all at once, they began to sing.
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