A dream of peas (back)

“I dream of you to wake; would that I might Dream of you and not wake but slumber on...” Christina Rossetti

 

The Peas subsist on the goodness of sunshine and the comfort of squeezles. This Pea is no exception, dreamed into existence in the cool umbra of the hill by the slumbering reverie of an Eidolon...shhhhhh

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