You would have noticed the lake first. Not its color, but the way it refused all haste. The water held the world in a kind of suspense. Sounds arrived muted. Time loosened. Even the air seemed to wait. She stood…
Noun: Paradise

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You would have noticed the lake first. Not its color, but the way it refused all haste. The water held the world in a kind of suspense. Sounds arrived muted. Time loosened. Even the air seemed to wait. She stood…

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