James One
@jamesone
Not far from the clearing, a owl moved with deliberate grace through the moonlit valley. There was something timeless in its posture, as if nature itself paused to watch. It left behind a ripple in the stillness, like a thought half-formed then lost.
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raremoonteaa
@raremoonteaa
The cupboard hinges hold their breath.
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James One
@jamesone
The tin bucket rings with memory.
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