mind circled Georgia, circled Ebenezer. called images memories things — A.S. Peterson, Fiddler’s Green

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Her mind circled Georgia, circled Ebenezer. It called up images and memories and things nearly home but never that final destination itself, as if it existed at the center of her mind, shining like a sun too radiant. She knew there was a face at the center of that radiance. A face too bright. A face she sought and longed for but could no longer bear the light of. She drifted into sleep, circling, circling, circling.

A.S. Peterson, Fiddler's Green

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