"Vaida Vale Mist - Andrew Paul Carr" I woke up this morning in the strangest of weather. It literally looked like someone
was folding the whole earth in a soft, white blanket. There was no harsh light to
make me squint, no rough edged buildings or loud noises. Everyone was entranced
by this 'blanket'. Though it was freezing cold, nothing could take away the beauty of
it all. Puffs of smoke left my nose as if I was a dragon and indeed, it did feel like I was
walking on another earth in another era.
But then I entered the underground, and the dream was suddenly over.
My train was late, my fingers red cold and my nose was running. Though it all turned
back to normal in a matter of minutes, it was a soft enough start to make me realise
how wonderful this earth really is...
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