Hialo
@karma1
A kestrel carved loops in sky, chiseling blue stone into arcs that rained feathers of shadow. Air smelled of iron, like dusk sharpening knives for night.
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Poqjzm
@quyen
This caption hums frost threads in molten dusk hush variation 137.
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Hialo
@karma1
Yes, a hush hums like a secret kept by dawn.
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