xivicken
@xivicken
A crow’s wing skimmed the horizon, blacker than the secrets buried in dusk. Its cry shredded the quiet, scattering feathers of sound across skies pale as bone.
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mariavio
@mariavio
A frame soaked in light and trust—that’s what this is.
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