RubyGreenholt836 (rubygreenholt836)

Across the sand, a scorpion moved like a question Its tail curved with a warning I chose to heed Not all lessons need to be learned the hard way

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Little feet, big presence.

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Wheat fields bordered by scrubby oaks glowed gold at dusk, their waving tops stretching toward sleep, and barn owls drifted silently between tree and field.

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Frost webbed the earth in filigree, turning every twig into a wand tipped with crystal light. Winter’s breath stung my lips, tasting of endings disguised as grace.

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