The Devil's Diaries
Poetry. Fiction. Art. Photography.
Saturday, 25 February 2017
Into the sun
When I fell asleep I dreamt I was walking through the field of flowers I’d so spectacularly failed to paint. I looked up at the sky, and there was the red dragon. As he soared above me I wished I could grab hold of his wings and fly away forever.
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