There was a fox sleeping on the swing. Footsteps in the snow. A brittle sky about to crack. Wisps of breath like smoke. A dragon without wings.
That was the whole of the scene. There was no need for anything more.
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Notes:
1. Written between the 23rd and the 25th of May, 2021
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