Between DimensionsA Story by A Glow in the Pit of My Soul
It was so still and so dark
I couldn’t see my own hands in front of me, holding the solitary beam of light and then I gasped and my eyes widened as I saw what was illuminated before me. a low hanging fog was rolling in from the pond and each tiny water droplet danced in front of my eyes like they were the very atoms that created this world. I was immediately transported to a different plane of existence and all I could see was the delicate flecks of light being shuffled about by my freezing breath as I felt like I was suspended in the air, unaware of the iron grip of gravity.
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