http://slow.writerscafe.org/mslovely The original writings of author Michelle Raye en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1775981038 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15      The night sky held a still moon in its center. As the summer evening's peaceful crest loomed over the valley below it. 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