Moongate 21

Moongate 21


The circles had no end to them.

Ivy green leaves hanging

Embellishing the brick walls.

Trees stood there. Untouched.

The different shades of grey seemed to be hiding something.

A ray of sunlight shines in,

But blocked by the vines interweaving each other.

Shadows and silhouettes.

They were visible on the ground.

The circles had no end to them.

It seemed to go on forever into the black abyss.

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