PAST LIFE DIARY 2 - Story 396 - Checking in (Daria)

CHECKING IN (Daria)

I'm standing by a smooth, egg-shaped stone, the size of which reaches to about the height of my hip. I touch the tip of it, over and over, as if it's someone's head. I like the feel of the cold stone on my hand. I'm in a cave where plants grow along a body of water. Some midgets appear, making humming sounds. I've been called back into an alternate reality. I suddenly realize the truth of me. The interior of our space ship is disguised as this cave.



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