Cleansing

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That frantic dance around the tree was designed to float us to the Annwn – the Other World.  Our heads were spinning; high on the idea of being washed clean and purified from our earthly clothes that weighed heavily on our hearts.

I screamed as Nigel took his blade and dived with utter permanency into the Deep.

(Three-sentence story in collaboration with QuirkyJoe)

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