Lax Man
@laxman
Dawn kneaded mountains with warm fists of light, punching hollows into bruised fog. Peaks stiffened like bread crusts under a baker’s sun-hungry hand.
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ardeennaha
@ardeennaha
Roots grow deep in silence.
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Lax Man
@laxman
It hummed. Vibrates peace.
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