She flopped front down into the mud puddle, too happy to
care about the grit now working its way between her swimsuit and skin. Behind
her stretched an ocean, or what looked like it anyway. The base of the
mountains on the other side of the lake were hidden behind horizon hugging
clouds, the snow-capped peaks just poking through, their colors mixing and
giving the illusion of a floating world. It reminded her of a fairytale she had
heard last summer where a little girl lived with her father the king in a
floating castle in the clouds. When she squinted she thought she could see a
stone studded wall rising up to a parapet from where the princess was looking
down through a lone window. She liked it here in the puddle. It was much warmer
than the salty, crashing waves at the shore.
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