Myst by Hammad
Categories: English Blog
I gazed out the balcony at dawn I saw stunning, battered, rust coloured rocks I glanced up I saw a golden eagle gliding over me and there was a creamy, baby blue, deserted sky. As I turned I saw sandy bricked steps leading to a paradise garden with birds singing everywhere.
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