Dust
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Last published Thu, May 6, 2021
Slowly, he opened his eyes. What once shown black was filled with soft notes of gray and fading white, scraping across an open blue sky. The shy sun hid just beyond a patch of clouds, still letting its beams envelop the canopying green and assorted floral found near. He lifted his head from soft grass, and surveyed the surrounding glade. He found himself in a small open field, tall trees stretched high about him, providing great relief from scorching rays...
...The great spectacle of this field lied not in the normalities of forest creatures alike, but the queer man becoming lucid among the grass. His figure and color was monotone, gray coiled hair sprung from his head and hung high by his ears, this gray contrasting from his tawny colored skin...
....As he was steadying himself to rise, a shadow enshrouded his gaze. He slowly turned his head back to see what was blocking the sun, and before him stood quite a creature. A short moss green sort stood over him, a mix of concern and curiosity presented itself in furrowed brows and wide eyes....
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