Oasis

Desolation, interrupted.

They were so long in it that they had begun to suspect the wilderness eternal. Then came a surprise. Against extinction and total loss, a sudden stream of fluid resistance. What was this viscous nectar, freely offered? To be received, and never had.

Author: Stacey C. Johnson

I keep watch and listen, mostly in dark places.

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