TwilightWhile the moon had its capricious nightly affair with the inky blue sky, dotted with spots of brilliant diamonds; the crickets sounded a serenade of love through the stalks of weeds and lavender.Refreshing and cool summer night breeze swept in undercurrents through the ocean of grass, each blade illuminated in the dark by the waning moon that was as white as bone yet warm and familiar, like a favorite porcelain saucer.The taste on the breeze was floral, but also of fresh air, a welcome change from the stifling humidity of day. Fresh air tasted like freedom, fleeting and leaving a light, airy taste in your mouth.It was quiet, yet not; th
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