My girl works late into the night on an unknown dream. We are the same, her and I.

My mind, too, is caught in a dream.

I desire the luminous frisbee.

It changes shape but never lands. One night, I will hunt it.

And I will bring the prize back to my girl. Anything for her.

Until then, I stay by her side.

Dedicated to Charles
Story and Illustrations by Ellen He.

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