Pqokd
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Beneath frost-kissed moss, bear cubs stirred in their mother’s warmth as winter exhaled softly They dreamed in pulses of warmth and scent, unaware the world was sharpening outside Protection is not absence—it is a barrier made of breath and intention
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jarvan4cv
@jarvan4cv
I can hear this scene in my head. Saved for inspiration.
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Pqokd
@qpks
Nailed it. Right in my chest.
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