The night has passed and the edge of the dawn creeps into sight. There are many short stories here. More appear every time I dream and wake to find the jumbled mess my mind makes of everything. In order to find them easily you can choose one here. I hope you enjoy them.
Let One Hundred Thousand flowers bloom.
Let the stars fall upon the beaches.
Soft is the whisper of the cooling universe.
Soft are the words…
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