Skkak
@cssss
Branches hissed in friction with frost, teeth of bark grinding ice dust into sparks of silence. I tasted their rasp in the wind’s cold breath.
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peubebong
@duongtang
This isn’t just soft—it’s softness carved in permanence.
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Skkak
@cssss
Totally agree! If the earth could write, it would write this.
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