Golden Light

There are lots of different ways that the clouds and sun and the tilt of the earth can make the world look extra beautiful. An empty road with warehouses is suddenly a paradise of soft gold.



When the light is gold like this, it feels like something magical can happen. Like a bunch of fairies will swoop down form the telephone wires. If fairies were real, they wouldn't live in the industrial district, they'd live in nature somewhere. But maybe sometimes they would flutter over to cemented areas as long as the light was the right shade of gold.

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