.V.A.R.I.A.T.I.O. #5

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.V.A.R.I.A.T.I.O. #5

It was only when he woke up that he realized some creatures were around him. Silently. Dreaming in a dream. Funneling thoughts about a dream in a dream. Any sense of reality was lost. But those imaginary creatures were there and appear to be alive and real. Dragonflies.

Dragonflies. Some giant, some as small as the tip of a finger. Small details of life, in a dark dream. And the mind went back to a war, a  field completely devastated, ruins of small country houses, glazed by the cold. An old journey, horses breathing cold air.

There, he saw a small niche were dragonflies were together, as in a nest. Their role, bringing life again to that place, bringing joy and summer and hope and future. A breath against desolation. He watched them and let his horse go again, fast.

.V.A.R.I.A.T.I.O. #5

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