kindredblue009
@kindredblue009
Shadows slithered from tree roots like ink spilled by night’s careless hand. I stepped carefully, afraid to smear their script scrawled across soil’s parchment in black cursive.
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Gaxi Sa
@gaxisa
If warmth could take a shape, it would look like this.
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