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SanctuaryThe moon in the sky shined brightly, like the stars that surrounded it. I was lying in a clearing. This clearing could also be known as something else; a sanctuary, my sanctuary. This clearing was made up of beautiful white roses. The edges of their petals tinged with a dark blue. The stems and the leaves were forest green and the dew that rested on them was clear. The serenity, the silence of this place made me feel distant, separated from the outside world. The air was sweet scented by the roses. Moisture hung in the air from the last rain and tickled my nose. But in the middle of the clearing lay a small pond, the water glistening. Though I much rather lay on the flower covered slopes surrounding it. The clearing was guarded, surrounded by drooping willows, hiding the spaces existence. I felt safe in this little world of mine. I stared up to the sky letting the moonlight shine on my face. Yes, this was definitely my sanctuary.