Hello Damselflies! I can tell the moon is growing, because my dreams are becoming more and more bewitching and vibrant--lavish creamy colors and details I remember days after...
"A few nights later, I was a mermaid--Serpentine and glistening. Long tendrils of hair suspended in the shallow water. The sand below was studded with jewels--I touched each one with my fingers, occasionally scooping them up by the sparkling handful. I was quick and free--my purple scales flashing. I could make out the wobbling orb of the moon from beneath the waves. I had never been happier."
Where have you been wandering?
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