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Gaia woke Julia up early that morning,

We should go to the Island of the Dead, it’s today.

What happens today?

I will hear stories that are not whispered on the Wind Tower. We need to leave soon.

Who will tell you these stories? Nobody lives there.

A murmuration.

Julia asked nothing more and played with the sound of the word, which had no meaning to her, until they landed on the island.

 

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About Marco

My name is Marco, I am an entrepreneur in the financial industry, a graphic artist and a lover of the urban landscape. You can tweet me @helobiae

3 comments

  1. Reblogged this on The Lighting of a Fire and commented:
    I think this is one of the coolest blogs I’ve seen: different and so creative.

  2. I really like murmurations … bless you all

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