Accepting Us.

The road stretched

Forever on.

Past the horizon.

It floated. Broke out of sight.

Drifted past everything.

Vast wandering. Meandering to where?

It never really mattered. We need away from here.

Not that this was bad. Different. Smoothering. Compressing.

The road was vast and open. Smelling of freedom and movement.

Feeling like a promise. It never asked for anything. Accepting

us passing over it.

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