Daily Archives: May 21, 2015

Smoky Question

A smoky question mark appears on the hill a¬†white fluffy, benign shape asking eyes stare at it, mind as blank as the smoke Nothing formulates no requests, no thought, no wish. Facing the unexpected, there is only wonder as when … Continue reading

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