Dance
of Imagination
On
her journey of reflection, she wondered over the bewitching power of
imagination. It made her feel like a child of the ocean, and like Prometheus
who stole fire from the gods to blaze trails into the worlds where creativity
had free rein. And the same imagination drew a veil over her reason deluding
her into belief that a transient dance of shadows was love destined to stay.
Jana Begovic
Jana Begovic
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Short Fiction