50 Word Stories – A Dream

Under the cupola of the misty night, moonlight drifted in through the canopy of fog in strings of silver. The stream beamed with the spotlights from the scintilla. I waded into its shallow depths of blues to rinse myself clean from my weary woes. What happened next, was a dream.

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