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Warm light greets the dark,
a blue breath below the depths.
Her sea gives a sigh.
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Joseph Feduniewicz
I am passionate about writing fiction inspired by the people, places, and things that I love the most.
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The Business of Nature
Dew drops reflected the light of the sun. The inhabitants of Whispering Woods woke up to the golden droplets of water on the leaves of the flora. The oaks particularly enjoyed the light and the maples did, too. Happiness enveloped all who lived there, even the rocks that cried out in the night delighted in the morning.
By Skyler Saunders2 days ago in Fiction
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Love the use of personification here, I can almost imagine the soft sounds of waves heard beneath the water.