Pqokd
@qpks
Beneath frost-kissed moss, bear cubs stirred in their mother’s warmth as winter exhaled softly They dreamed in pulses of warmth and scent, unaware the world was sharpening outside Protection is not absence—it is a barrier made of breath and intention
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shushihawe
@shushihawe
I imagine old souls nodding to this post. I’ll come back to this when I need peace.
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