This time the presence rejoiced, singing through him to the stars, and they sang back. Every note released euphoria, lifting him from the pain of his broken body.
This vast presence was as gentle, and skittish, as a baby fawn, ready to bolt from the noisy every day thoughts crowding his awareness. Over the years Devon learned to quickly still his mind while being visited. This prolonged the cohabitation, and he loved the peace and deep sense of connection this presence brought.
This time the presence rejoiced, singing through him to the stars, and they sang back. Every note released euphoria, lifting him from the pain of his broken body. Comments are closed.
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