The moonlight falls
into the room like rain
silver rain that doesn't wet
the surroundings
I am looking at the momiji tree
in the middle
of the garden
when I realize it is my yard
my garden
my little enclosure
that is in my dreamscape
The leaves are silver
as if the blood had turned
to a precious metal
a precious substance
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My eyes wander back
to the clocks before me
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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...
