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Starlit dance
Whenever I can remember my dreams I write them in a little book. This is my illustration to one of the stories, which goes like this:
I dreamed I was a dancer living in a tower of a zar's temple. Only I lived there, I had never met the zar or any other human being, and knew nothing about society. I danced with powerful grace in the lit up window of the tower, high above the city. I danced faster and faster around the room, following the patterns of the walls, and looking out the window at an astonishing starlit sky and thousand windows in the distance. I saw another tower with a window like mine and danced the night away for someone to see me.
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Uploaded on Feb 1, 2012
