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You do nothing to the bubble, and watch as it slowly floats up into the sky, where it pops and harmlessly disappears.

Your mind starts to drift away.  Bubbles, bubbles.  Floating.  You are a bubble.  Floating.  Downstream.  Just flow with the current.  Bubbles, bubbles.  You gently nod off to sleep.

When you awaken you are washed up onto the shore, cold and wet, and the light of a purple full moon shines down onto you.

You are about to roll over and go back to sleep when a noise alerts you.  There's someone...or something else here with you.



By:  tyrsia


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