My Shadow Aflame Sewn Sideways

7 Feb


It was Friday night after all….


Yet I knew, like the sun, the dust motes were beyond compare.


A room further within the premises revealed an altogether separate fate, from which I sought to break.


I ran home, ruining my chances with the magicians and the acrobats.

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