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I narrated your #microfiction:
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The morning sunlight pouring through my curtains was unusually disturbed, so I looked outside.

Birds were all over the place.

I was trained, so I looked for patterns in their flights, and found directions.

She was standing at the end of the wooden path, silent and inscrutable. She handed me the light orb and left.

But I don't know what to do with it or even how it works. Oh well. I will learn with time, I guess.
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TY @aaribaud for the wonderful story!