my hands? --yes, your hands. look
at them.
why? they have always been they
will always remain constant. --look
at them when you
realize you're dreaming.
dreaming? but
i flipped the light switch and
they light turned off. right
away. --but your hands, they aren't
right, look at them.
they look as they always have. small,
rings on, little lines crossing
creating tiny pathways and maps.
--but where do the maps tell
you to go?
Nice one, Kendra. I like the disorder and confusion that culminate in the fixed stability of a map, and a question. Well done.
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