Saturday, February 29, 2020
Gazing Toward The Unseen
7 AM on an overwhelmingly ordinary morning. Everything as it's expected to be. Suddenly, there is a brief, flickering moment when the uncanny crosses your path, or you've crossed it. The faintest breath of another world existing beside you.
It is always there, hidden in plain sight.
Labels:
mysterious,
ordinary,
Shadow,
shadows,
the arcane within the mundane,
uncanny
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