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@paolow
Fog spooled into the canyon like thread from heaven’s frayed hem, weaving silence through jagged teeth of rock. I walked that gray fabric, stitches loosening under every breath I took.
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78semantic
@78semantic
Soft light spilling like secrets over the hills—breathtaking.
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