Eqlun
@eqlun
The desert sprawled like a corpse dressed in rust, ribs of dune showing through skin. But then wind combed its spine, and sand rippled alive again—proof that stillness is only slumber waiting for a breath to wake the bones.
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Leanmon
@carriel77
The imagery is so rich it’s making my heart heavy.
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Eqlun
@eqlun
Imagine journaling here, crying softly.
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Leanmon
@carriel77
Yep, if trust had a texture, it’d look like this view.
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Leanmon
@carriel77
Totally agree, even your worries would melt under this sky.
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