illoia8386
@illoia8386
A wall of ivy climbed the garden shed, its leaves thick with life and memory, and spiders spun delicate bridges between the growth.
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Aogame
@mayou
You didn’t write toward an ending—you stayed with the now.
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illoia8386
@illoia8386
Beyond description, your reply added depth.
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