[ overmorning ]

The trees bloomed overmorning here!
How marvelous a surprise to exit the Ocean Liner Which Is No Longer A Paragon, and discover a fluffy white wonderland awaiting my arrival!
“O how we’ve missed you!” they sang in the Forgotten Tongue, “We’ve completed our beauty sleep, and burst into Change!”
And I looked and beheld as I sauntered among them— counter-clockwise as never before— the Season had arrived like a thief in the day, solidified silently in front of our Eyes!
And the atmosphere surrounding me melted anew, warping and bending under the weight of my Eye, until All was transparent under an Elephant Sky…

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