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DesertBy the time my thoughts were my own again, I could no longer remember what I had learned.Desert
The dawn broke slowly, lazily upon my prone body. I had been in sleep, but the open air left me vulnerable in a way that concrete never does, susceptible to natural rhythm. I detected texture before light, the dew on my skin evaporating as fast as I became aware of it. The sand, granular and dry against my bare back, a covering for the hardened clay earth beneath, is still cool from the night and my eyelids seem thin against the intruding sunlight. A deep breath, my ribcage rising up and dropping back down, pushing my shoulder blades back in
by ~ambient-tonberry
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