[ WP ] Describe a magical place . No story , just the scene .

Summer weeds drift in the warm breeze. The setting sun bathes everything in a shining gold light, almost in the same way stained glass rainbows fall on church pews. The tall fence to the north stands more out of habit than anything else, it's stones would be dust if they knew they could be. An old well sleeps off to the east, not quiet dry but not quiet wet. If one tried to pump up some water, they would surely only receive reddish mud. It's always this same place I come to when I no longer care to exist. It's quiet, it's surreal, I can let my mind go without fear of reverberating thoughts. 
 
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