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Author on Reedsy Prompts since Mar, 2023
Submitted to Contest #189
One day the Oracle began to speak again.When I was alive, I never knew that a mirror could become a window, a window could become a door. But one day the drought ended and it began to rain again. The fountain filled, and I slipped inside.At first no one comes. Before the last Oracle was empty, she would sing, her song achingly beautiful, haunting, like a memory long-forgotten begging to be remembered. The water is receding quickly, and in desperation I begin to sing, but the melody is wrong and I don’t remember the words ...
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