Between Dimensions

Between Dimensions

A 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.

© 2015 A Glow in the Pit of My Soul


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Added on January 20, 2015
Last Updated on January 22, 2015
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A Glow in the Pit of My Soul
A Glow in the Pit of My Soul

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