Thursday, May 10, 2007

In the dark woods.

After days and weeks of blue the sky is dapple patterned with cloud. Together we marched along the lichen covered wall, though the long grass was wet.
Then we came to the place of the dark wood, where bluebells grow under short thorn trees.
Here the night creatures live, huge pawed and clawed and black and white. Now they sleep and snore, deep in dark burrows in nests of moss. At the doors of their burrows we can hear their dreams.

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