coherentrenla
@coherentrenla
A hill stooped under autumn’s russet crown, its brow wrinkled in furrows of shadow. Sun combed gold through its thinning hair before dusk tucked it in for sleep.
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Zuji
@zuju
Reading this feels like moss ink dripped into my silent blood.
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coherentrenla
@coherentrenla
Absolutely yes! This isn’t just a view—it’s home in pixels.
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