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“Can’t say I’ve known all along,” he said.
She snuggled deep into his lap, safe under the quilt, warmed by his heartbeat, listening to the song of the stars as they marched across the canopy of the world.
A different sky. This was.
The other half of life, perhaps. Better, even, now that she found home.
She, too, hadn’t known. Rotation, yes, but only as rounds of emptied hope.
Though her soul perhaps did know. It must have seen the edge of the world spin, and held on, to keep her whole.
For Sammi’s Weekend Writing Prompt: Spin in 92 words
Na'ama Yehuda 
Beautiful writing.
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Thank you, dear friend! 🙂
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Oh, I like this. Your prose is beautiful and lyrical
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🙂 Thank you, Crispina. I do tend to wax poetic … 😉
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You do it very well
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🙂 Thank you!
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Pleasure
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Na’ama Y’karah,
Lovely scene set under the stars. Well written as always.
Shalom,
Rochelle
Hope you’ll stop by and read mine. https://rochellewisoff.com/2019/05/25/weekend-writing-prompt-spin/
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Thank you, Rochelle!
The spin of the planet got woven into the less welcome but perhaps no less inevitable (for some) spin of life …
Off to read yours!
Na’ama
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A moving tapestry of words with images.
And the underlying fascination as to what might be the backdrop to the conversation coming to an end, as well as the nature of the two beings.
Opens up all sorts of possibilities (my SF/Fantasy orientated mind is spinning about over this)
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🙂 Well, if all this is spinning in your head, then I am quite gratified. 🙂
Thanks! 🙂
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😃
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🙂
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Very poetic and very atmospheric, too. Loved this no end.
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Thank you, Neel! 🙂
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