..complications, predicaments, liaisons, fragments, idioms and expressions.
The Hunter’s alabaster moon
hung in a cerulean velvet sky.
Trails from the hunters bow
caught in the corner of her eyes
from comets long ago.
She is such magic to behold.
I offered grace to those who gnawed at it, confusing my softness with weakness, as if I was prey. I cut them off, my blade simply severed th...
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