The familiar landscape of my immediate astral plane appeared, as it is wont to do.
I gazed upon the threshold haze of warm nothingness from which my somethings appear.
Right there in the center of my Being, was a beautiful Bloom of Love.
Gorgeous, dazzling, transcendent and new—and yet, it had been there forever. How odd.
The sight of it plunged me into the depths of the most exquisite of emotions.
He liked me, too.
Now, all is well in my physical and nonphysical worlds.
Everything is gorgeous, dazzling, transcendant and new. And yet, it has been forever. How odd.
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