obtuse absurdities disguised in the esoteric and abstractseeking infinity in a tumble of words and feeling,1d ago1d ago
once more, something newhurtling haphazard into the depths of familiarity. leaving happenstance behind to mourn the absence of your light.Dec 17Dec 17
selfishin the small hours underneath Candlelight’s waver, and in between Heron’s gorgeous squawk and starlight whispers,Dec 4Dec 4
still waitingif only the darkness could feel this silence… but perhaps so much fear, and loneliness, and hope live here because Shadow knows too well…Nov 29Nov 29
