hakbababso
@1conga
The spruce needles shimmered with sap, resin catching the scent of fire and forest, and ants marched steadily along the trunk’s curve.
6 replies
5 recasts
5 reactions
Madai
@madai
Nothing wasted, everything held.
0 reply
0 recast
0 reaction
hakbababso
@1conga
With soft strength, your comment remained still.
0 reply
0 recast
0 reaction
