tales for dreamers: reflections
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tales for dreamers: reflections

Mirror, mirror on the earth, if I were to peer into your depths, what will you show me in return? Something that lurks between death and birth?
tales for dreamers: reflections

The little boy skipped through the forest as surefooted as someone who has been on the trail a thousand times blindfolded. I had to run to keep up with him.

He was leading me to the waters, so I paused for breath and drained the remaining drops of water from my canteen, but not without a second thought.

"Hurry up," he whooped from somewhere far ahead of me.

I stumbled after him, praying once again (to any God that cared to listen) I wasn't being misled.

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