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Dream of the night of the 26th to the 27th of December 2016 - A Boy and his Blog — LiveJournal
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Dream of the night of the 26th to the 27th of December 2016

I was in Chatenay with my godfather. He was carrying a big TV set in his arms. Smoking his usual thin cigar.

It was nighttime. We decided to cut by the forest, straying away from the stirring noises of the city.

The forest is full of wintery trees, their branches covered in snow and not very much light. We walk silently among the black shapes of the trees.

We find a stream across our path that we have to cross. The water billows in darkness and seems deep. My godfather doesn't see bothered. "It's all right!" He walks towards the water and sinks in to the waist. The bottom of the TV set gets slightly dipped but it's just extra plastic so it should be fine. I follow him.

On the other side of the stream the ground welcomes us dryly. As we step forward on the path we hear the rustling of the city getting closer. The lights are back as are the sounds and feels of civilisation.

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