I dreamed about ice falling from the sky in the shape of keys,
That is lovely.
and of jumping from a height into a snowdrift, and of being in a market street, with lots of stalls with cloth roofs over them, just at dawn or maybe still in nighttime, because the light was strange
Story?
and thinking, "I should write about this on livejournal."
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That is lovely.
and of jumping from a height into a snowdrift, and of being in a market street, with lots of stalls with cloth roofs over them, just at dawn or maybe still in nighttime, because the light was strange
Story?
and thinking, "I should write about this on livejournal."
Hee.