contalasa
@contalasa
Shadows jittered like marionettes on canyon walls, strings jerked by sunset’s molten fists. Darkness rehearsed its script, ready to debut when curtains of gold fell.
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ganhus
@auuc
This makes me want to hug a tree and never let go.
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