malphitecute
@malphitecute
Fireflies stitched phosphorescent scars across the meadow’s black flesh, sewing wounds of darkness with luminous thread. Night wore its injuries proudly, glittering like a soldier jeweled in shrapnel.
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DelaneyLockman683
@delaneylockman68
I want to drown in the light of this sentence.
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