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The Stars in Twin Lakes.


Bubbles spiraled to the surface in the darkness. Each gently glowing as they rose towards us outlining their delicate shapes twisting, creeping out of the depths. The boat sat motionless on the lake which was now begin to simmer as the bubbles broke the surface. Behind us the waterfall still could be heard but the it too was glowing, frozen in time, as if photographs had been overlapped to blur its structure. Above me the stars seemed to mirror the bubbles beneath us, dropping from there positions, dancing around each other in merry loops, merging and breaking like cells under the microscope. They were filling the sky with brilliant movement.

Andrea and John didn’t seem to notice, focusing on the first of the bubbles to reach the surface. John reached down, the movement of his arm tracing a glowing arc through the air. Andrea was giggling and running her fingers…

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One response

  1. jimmorrisondreamdiaries

    I’m in there!

    03/05/2013 at 8:07 pm

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