In Place

June 29, 2017: Magnet

The siren song lured him North. The crashing waves along the sunlit coast pulled him West. A curious eye gazed at him and back into the fog from atop the pyramid in the East. Murmurs and chatter sifted through barrels of gold down South. He stood there, rotating in place, looking up to the blue sky, back down to the cool fertile soil underneath his bare feet, then back up at the night stars.

 

 

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