A slight noise awakened me.
I sat up and for a moment wondering where I was--on the beach, of course--my usual place in the sun.
But--Arthur? Merlin? My Quest?
All a most wonderful dream.
But WHAT had awakened me?
Looking up I could see very high in the sky, a circling crow--and beside me a small twig was lying--perhaps the crow had accidentally dropped the twig which made the little sound which woke me from my marvelous dream?
Perhaps...
Tomasito, 2009
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