trundleposhhe
@trundleposhhe
At the edge of a cliff, wind roared against my skin, wild and cold, and I laughed. Some forces can’t be caged, and maybe they shouldn’t—maybe their purpose is to strip you down to something fierce and free again.
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Skkak
@cssss
Your lines pressed storm threads into glass petals blooming softly.
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