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But what is closure when all is a brumous garden of homesick trains? When whispers are broken kisses where karma sleeps in starry betweens? It supposedly stood before us like smoke on night's horizon: dear mum in nocturnal dress—evil's villainess with terrified shanks. https://t.co/bTP5Tk99Oo

4 22
2023-04-05

Passionate sunshine blooms over the trees, making stars between the leaves. Our voices go where their poetry moves in timeless growth, catching orchid dreams as webs weep a potion for shadows in our ribcages. Home in the distance. Roses broken on our lips.

28 81
2023-03-08

'It was nothing more than rhythm. A cycle. She could bear it, because she had born it before. She would do so again. Because the light was worth it. Even in the knowledge of coming darkness.'


https://t.co/zej4K6RY78
by Seven Springrain

2 23
2023-03-01

'Now, there are some to whom this is the beginning of a perfect life. But that is what those who have only read or dreamed fairy tales might think.'


https://t.co/K7IlAXtjWF
by Lady Viktoria

5 27
2023-02-22

'[T]here was nothing to see. Only a sound. The breath of a ghost who had paid attention enough to remember how hard it was to live.'


https://t.co/wL7UzBIFCs
by Seb McKinnon

2 18
2023-02-01

You're a dose of always in a world of maybes & nevers. Softly marked in somedays, my cold skin has shed its haunted addiction to the decaying. It remembers its malleable youth in watercolour & effulgent galaxies. A precursor to better vision, my every breathes.

62 192
2023-01-11

It seemed near impossible that the sun would be shining so brilliantly, and the beach be so peaceful when he could still hear the splintering wood of the ships in his ears, and the awful decayed breath of the Ollipheist lingered in his nose

1 14
2022-02-09

She’d been imagining this day for all of Braden’s life, running through a hundred different scenarios, thinking about variables, different routes they might take.

And now that the moment was here, she had no idea where they were going.

3 18
2022-01-19

There was nothing elegant about this at all-

Until Cam put a knee next to Raith’s hip and carefully swung his other leg across Raith’s body to mount him.

The adoring smile Cam shone down at him made Raith stop feeling like a FISH out of water. (art by )

1 8
2022-01-06

Val shifted the gun and fired a burst over his shoulder. The report cracked, and the muzzle flash lit up his face.

“Oh, my God!” he screamed, his hand going to his ear.

0 9
2021-12-02

For how about a word for a line from Princess and the Thief (aka biTangled)?

(art by )

1 8
2021-12-02

For a moment, the only sounds in the world were the woman’s sobbing and the sound of Jessica’s own heart, which in the face of death raced as if it had to pound out a certain number of beats before it was stilled forever.

2 20
2021-10-13

I'd prayed on graceful wraiths to swing my cold body to hands warm like the dandelion ropes I used to leave in the sun--but knew sacrifices spidered our town & "helpers" would sooner suck blood off entrails axed & skewered in selfishness. 3

11 59
2021-10-06

“You want me to kill Theresa,” said Bowen.

“It’s time,” said Jones-McMartin. “She’s languished enough. It’s time to give her some peace.”

1 13
2021-09-22

It’s time for my very first !
“He is ethereal; handsome beyond compare and Andor is beginning to think, perhaps religion is not so terrible if it means worshipping at his feet”
Feat. Art of Andor by
@/AloeVieraB !

1 2
2021-09-16

Jessica hated violence. She’d rather get beaten up than to do harm to someone else. That had been why she and her sister had fallen out. Jessica had taken it as a betrayal when her sister had joined the Marines.

3 17
2021-09-01

Barely visible over the tops of the trees, the half-moon stared down at them like a drowsy eye only half-interested in what happened below.

2 25
2021-08-25

Just now, time seemed like the worst enemy of all.

1 15
2021-04-07

His face looked older than his age. It was his narrow eyes and the way his mouth was firmly set—like someone who knew he had to do something that was going to hurt and was just working up the will to do it.

3 18
2021-03-31

"The best lives are lived w/ simple heart," Halmeoni said. "All are leaders and sheep cresting opulence as feathery snow, all may fall w/ wonder or sorrow, all may melt... 1/2

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2021-02-17