The Journey


She was falling. The soft velvet darkness around her was somewhat reassuring. It was familiar. She had been falling through it for so long she had become part of it, in a way. Distant shimmers relayed messages in unknown languages and she did not so much heard them as felt them. She wondered if it… Continue reading The Journey

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