Songs made of Dust
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Through the silence of dusk and the fractures of sunlight,
a wanderer drifts on her cloud, gazing down at the world.
The world shifts,
and the hearts of its people follow...
...But you - I suppose - are not like them?
You dare not dwell where their envy sleeps,
you weep while others mock and jeer.
-Hush now.
The clouds remember what the earth forgets.
- a collection of short stories written by a wanderer.
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