Summoning her druidic power, she stared down her enemy and cast the spell. Unfortunately, she'd gotten the wrong and ended up in a

The enemy laughed. She lowered her antlers. "Bring it," she said in her sweet bunny voice, wings spread.

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From the hellish pit it rose
Demon rites & dreams of iniquity
Taste of innocence on its lips
Grace sacrificed on a fiery sea

It come like a tempest,
Eager for the vile flesh of man
& hell bent on creation’s lies
Found buried in ancient sand

🎨behrens

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I once had ocelot spots in my hair and a motley of sass you'd never find for sale in those memories that jump from warm to glacier at lightning whisper. Browns now storm my strands, but there is still a fire to cloud your tongue in rebirths fought for and won.

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Feline sleek
she makes roses weep
she will not lick her wounds.
With her ocelot claws
she’ll open her scars
just to watch them bleed…once more.


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I see the sewn out chaos
Of their guileless nature,
Echo
In their howls
Of silken reveries..
Untroubled
Outside consequence
Or danger~
For I have always been
A zoophilist,
Drawn towards the soul
Of their beautiful..melodies,



Art, Rachel Victoria

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The 1st of February. Imbolc. The start of spring in our Celtic lunar calendar. Day of Brigid our ancient Goddess and modern day saint - feminist, legend.
Brighter days are coming. Hope springs.

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Clean slate
Chance to
Chance to soar
to be more

New light
Take and fight
Live, feel, and shine
To be divine

One breath
Take a stance
To dare
A new beginning

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I set 4 candles
With blackest wax
I prayed to Mammon
For fame in my tracks
His deal was harsh
To get what I
I must spill my blood
Over his savant
I gave 2 cups
I fell, they reaped
Never try to deal
With the devils sheep

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What for do dreams like feathers float
Upon a breeze unseen but felt
My love who sleeps and dreams in secret?
Like snowflakes hushed in winter’s wind
Are her thoughts to her and her alone
But joy untold is my heart so bold
If one tiny flake
Falls to the snow
For me

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My bride
The woman of my dreams
Sleeping at my side

She braves the storms of my life
I to shelter her
Keep her warm and dry

I fail sometimes
We all do
But I’ll never leave her

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squeezed his chest. The air was alive, electric, sparking around his hooves & burning his lungs with each tight breath. The early sun caught his enchanted hide, casting its illusion to the huntress. No recognition lit her face. Surefooted, she nocked her arrow.

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Rising tension
In the air
We start to build
Our walls
Thoughts of
That we ignore
We focus on our doubts
And fears
A silent battle
Of the heart
We must shatter
the walls apart
Let in
And make amends
Time to start
New beginnings

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They told her the change was easy. Just hot flashes. But pain had her doubled over. Her fingers broke and grew. Her nose elongated and bones cracked. Vision blurring she saw the scenery with new eyes. Scales formed on her skin, green and leathery. She was new.

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Mother©️

It's a love between Mother
& child. A mother has a personal relationship with all her children—six
to raise & one in heaven, making her
destiny quite the journey. And to be sure, no dares to compare.✍️🏽#bravewrite

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From a Buddhist perspective
aren't
Empty of separate selves, respective
Still, egos vociferant

No matter, you see
It's a oneness, not a lack of a thing
Feel free to disagree
It's all of this, no matter which notes we sing

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While you sit with Nausikaa in the garden, I pore over the oldest books in Pythas’ library—a few as old as the Dreadnought Kingdom—and pray to find some spell or charm to cure you. You’d tell me not to lose my soul, but without you, I’d have no soul left to lose.

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Profundity of
empirical symmetry
unflappable charm
pushing a canard
A whisper
brooking ill
Night dissolves
to day
& steps
lead further
& further away
Ontological certainty
of an end
yet to come
Paradox
of pain
leaving this soul at last
& finally numb

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For sale, this is one of a kind. You’ll never find it’s like. With this charm you can become invisible. I guarantee it. His grin was infectious and people gathered round. What he didn’t say was every time you became invisible, the charm sucked a piece of your soul.

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We are two souls in a moment
Our hearts connected by a line
The air between us is thick
It's almost like a divine wine
The tension is palpable
Our eyes speak a thousand words
Our love transcends this space
Like a songbird's twittering heard
A beautiful emotion

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