#4's Journey: yin~yang & crystal key

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Her carpet of moths had transformed into a hammock nestled between two old apple trees in the backyard of 918. #4 woke to the barking of pair of black and white terriers. Clapping her hands in glee the dogs looked at her eagerly. Deep within the eyes of the dark one she was pulled to see vast amounts of space without light. In contrast, the white one glowed with the candle power of every living thing. #4 sat upright, it appeared, the hammock had become a swing, she gave herself a big push. As her feet flew through the air she knocked some apple blossoms into the sky. While the petals rained down around her she pondered how the dogs seemed to be moving in and out of a yin yang symbol while chasing each others tails. In the center of the symbol floated a crystal key. She jammed her feet into the earth and bolted off the swing. Black and white spun around so fast that they blurred into gray and the key was there within her reach.


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