Summer in Alaska 8

I was having a dream that I was riding a giraffe, which had a human soul. Shocked by this discovery, I embraced his neck and burst into tears, but was pulled out of the context by the mournful howl of a neighbor’s cat. I opened one eye and immediately jumped: a fire! The room was filled with red-orange flames of fire, the cat howling, brain, still showing the giraffe with huge human eyes, could not switch to the second gear. Tangled in a blanket, I jumped to the window, and there – a northern sun rising above the steaming lake.

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