The wave of translucent mist wove across the glade. A silken strand in echo of the webs below. Given shape by the dawns soft rays. Writhing in sinuous delight. Glad to be alive for that brief moment. Flowing and shifting. Pulsating in the soft morning air. The wind blew and it was gone.
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