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The Wishing Well

The ancient vault of coins and dreams where wishes are dropped to be consumed by a distant, soft splash There, in those darkest depths the dank walls echo to the laughter of the gods as they count their bounty while anxious folk above patiently pray, and wait for miracles

Copyright © | Year Posted 2015




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