Tuesday, February 12, 2013

February 11, 2013. Braving Beauty

Launching off the top of a mountain, they flow over the light-scattered lake and see it in a privileged manner only the braver can. Beams of light striking in the overcast, they drifted away like the feathers of a dandelion until shrinking into black dots in the sky. Some wouldn't, but I want to try that.

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