A Cross City Dawn
The light of dawn strikes the cloud deck beneath us that shrouds Cross City, casting an orange glow on each cloud face against a fading indigo backdrop. A momentary reality of mountains, peaks and valleys crafted from the froth of cloud cover possessing of the colorful starkness of a desert yet vanishing into dimensionless daylight like so many passing dreams.
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so pretty and peaceful and limitless. thanks for sharing these. -m
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