Juggling Some Affections: a little love story

In the darkness, Rabbit felt alone.

In the darkness, the Bones needed something.

Sitting in her quiet, Rabbit imagined a flower.

She danced and sang to the flower.

The Bones heard the song and felt the dancing.

Sacred, Rabbit offered the flower to the Bones

The Bones felt a song begin for the gift.

Rabbit didn't feel sacred anymore.  She heard the song as well.

Neither felt alone...


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