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Oct 2020
A vision of a mole softly digging through the underground soil, searching for earthworms. Feeling its way through the complex tunnel system designed by the moles underground the forest. The mole searches for a while, then finds its labour of other diligent workers.

A vision of roaming through the above woodland. Sun seeps through the spaces between the veins of each leaf. You’re almost floating between the trees, drifting forth. The vision reaches the roadway adjacent to two sections of woods.

A vision inside a car hovering along. The driver forgets that she can see her own hands on the wheel. Momentarily, she looks down at her form to gain some autonomy back from her steed. Through the windshield, her vision is pointed towards some radiant figure in the oncoming distance.

“Beautiful glowing body of light,” a thought bubbles to the surface of her conscious mind.

A vision of some fast, and dark, and loud structure barreling down the pathway. You are almost nothing but the awareness of your surroundings. You sink lower down, lower. The structure is nearing you, even more now.

The radiant body of light is going to phase into her car at this point. The two are going to meet each other. The driver won’t know what it is, the light won’t either.
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chris  22/Non-binary
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