Rebelle Society | September 10, 2018

The alarm went off at midnight and I rolled out of my sleeping bag already dressed. I fumbled in the dark on all fours for the opening and unzipped the tent.

I pulled back the nylon like I was pushing back a curtain to another world and gazed at the full moon casting a soft glow on the redwood trees. I was alert and groggy at once. The scent of earth and the tingle of magic electrified the air.

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