Back into the sun
Misha walked through the corn fields this evening, moving ever towards the fading sun and melting into the swishing sound of the breeze.
After a short while basking in the light she craved, she knew she must turn her back on the sun and try not to look back...
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Iplehouse Cordelia wearing a shawl from GreyEyedsDolls
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Some mornings when I wake up, I'm so thankful for my dreams. They could easily be cruel but sometimes they take me to where I most want to be, with those I most want to see, and it feels so very real. A respite that's most welcome.
Back into the sun
Misha walked through the corn fields this evening, moving ever towards the fading sun and melting into the swishing sound of the breeze.
After a short while basking in the light she craved, she knew she must turn her back on the sun and try not to look back...
~
Iplehouse Cordelia wearing a shawl from GreyEyedsDolls
~
Some mornings when I wake up, I'm so thankful for my dreams. They could easily be cruel but sometimes they take me to where I most want to be, with those I most want to see, and it feels so very real. A respite that's most welcome.