redcarina
@redcarina
Fog curled around the meadow like smoke mourning a quenched fire. It swallowed distance, blurred the horizon, and turned the world intimate. Standing inside that hush, I thought: perhaps clarity is overrated. Mystery can be mercy—a gray veil shielding our fragile eyes from truths too raw for dawn.
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@mono258
Feels like a shadow brushing my teeth with silver.
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