When I wake, it is always
orange
Creeping shadows of warm rays
of sun that have begun to sink
beyond the horizon
hiding behind distant hills
that I have never seen
before
The material of the blanket is rough
against the soft skin
of my fingertips;
I watch as the rice paper windows
glow with the light
of the afternoon,
illuminating the tatami floor
with squares of orange
orange
orange
YOU ARE READING
Ambiance (Cellphone Novel)
FantasyA girl is enclosed in a temple where she is a prophetess. She only wakes to see the late afternoon sun. When she begins to dream of a second heart within, which beats to the rhythm of someone near her. My entry as part of the Team Dreams in @rskov...
