Choing
@aogiac1
Stars punctured velvet darkness with silver awls, sewing seams of infinity shut. Their stitches glittered with frost fire, hemming night into robes dipped in molten hush.
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Omen
@omen1-2
Even dried leaves are part of the beauty cycle.
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