Xadacn
@xadacn
Mist sagged against the ridges, thick as wool soaked in pearl. And I imagined the mountains sleeping under its weight, dreaming in gray—proof that even giants crave softness when the world claws too hard at their bones.
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Sllqlk
@pamms
Across dusk hush, captions knelt humming frost in shadow tongues.
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Xadacn
@xadacn
Absolutely yes, this photo hums in colors you can’t name.
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