She danced in the Nightmares of Persephone with the Prince of Smoke and Snow.
Wandered aimlessly a while through the exquisite Gardens of the Harmed.
Carried Blessings and Promises to the People of the Wordless Song.
Began a journal and wrote it on leaves from the Tree of Sadness.
Swam through the storm clouds and dove through the hail.
Chased moonlight in and out of forgotten halls.
Drank wine from a goblet of pure light.
Pressed her palm on the glass.
Illuminated with frost.
Sang sweetly.
Awoke.
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