coherentrenla
@coherentrenla
A hill stooped under autumn’s russet crown, its brow wrinkled in furrows of shadow. Sun combed gold through its thinning hair before dusk tucked it in for sleep.
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Nochet
@nguthichet
Your words carved rivers of starlight into the marrow of my pulse.
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