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Crescent Moon
In a dark night where the piercing light of the crescent moon brushed through the leaves of the trees. I was there standing right beside of a massive water fountain with a Venusβs figure in the center. It also had some colonnades to the sides, with grape vines growing around. It was a beautiful night garden full of tulips, roses, sunflowers and jasmines. The sky was cloudless with a dark violet tone. I was able to see one arm of the Milky Way with its thousands of suns and shooting stars. I walked through this Utopian landscape, with my leisurely pace so aimlessly like if I were waiting for someone or something. Then when I got down hill I found in the very middle of nowhere, just standing with only gravity holding it a very large mirror with an oval form which was framed with silver.There I could see myself for who I was. I had light golden brown skin with a long white silk dress that discovered my whole back and stopped just right before buttocks. And on my back, hanged loose a golden thick chain that in the very end was a crescent moon attached to a transparent quartz. I had blond platinum hair, wavy and long until my waist. My face shone as a young elf. After I saw myself, I decided to continue walking down hill, when suddenly in the distance I could see someone else, so I didnβt hesitate for a second to go and meet this mysterious being. When I got closer with every step, my heart started beating faster, because I couldnβt believe what my eyes saw. The other person who was there seemed increasingly like me every-time as I got more closer to her. But unlike me she had a long black coat with a buttoned black silk shirt, her elegant trousers and heels were black too. On front of her chest their lade hanging the same chain, but made of white gold. It also ended with a backward crescent moon attached to a onyx stone. Her hair was long and wavy like mine but light brown. She was looking at herself in the mirror like I was doing a moment ago. And then, she looks at me through the reflection of the mirror, and I was shocked to see that she had a strong resemblance to me. It was like having a twin. And then, when suddenly she spoke:
By π΅πππππ π―πππππ π 4 years ago in Fiction
