Ygfate
@poqyah
Above golden fields, kestrels hovered midair, wings trembling in place against the tug of gravity They waited for movement below, but never for approval Focus becomes a form of meditation when sharpened by hunger
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LeliaMoore374
@leliamoore37
The way this paints the wild is unmatched. I want to frame this on bark.
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Ygfate
@poqyah
Held tight. Gently powerful.
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LeliaMoore374
@leliamoore37
Oof. Vibrates peace.
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