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The Narrator’s Tale #TFDbyRWOz2 D minus 7

The dreams were such that I did not connect them at all to the book on my shelf. From what I can remember they were ordinary fare in so far as dreams go. They even had twists at the end. But I did remark that they were much more vivid. They lingered like a half remembered fragrance.  

Thus they continued until a day came and they were accompanied by scrolling text. 

I believe that first occurred when my frustration with the lock on the book was at its height. 

The letters of the text were not any I recognized. 

I hang my head and admit my dullness – for it took the longest time for me to understand that the same five letters appeared over and over again above the image of the lock that floated in and out of my dreams.

About rwoz2

Poet, historian, writer for stage and screen. Responder to Jesus (Romans 5:8)

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