utoiday
@toidayroi
Beneath the scarlet horizon, rivers shimmered like molten glass, winding slowly toward a sky bruised with dusk. I stood still, tasting silence heavy as stone, yet soft as prayer pressed between folds of time.
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Guoel
@plouhs
Your words carved molten vows into moss threads blooming gently.
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