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︎︎ ︎︎ ︎︎ ︎︎ ︎︎ ︎︎︎ ︎︎ ︎︎ ︎︎ ︎︎ ︎︎ ︎︎ ︎︎ ︎︎ ︎︎ ︎︎
thing of harlech,
︎︎ ︎︎ ︎︎ ︎︎ ︎︎ ︎︎︎ ︎︎ ︎︎ ︎︎ ︎︎ ︎︎🌹 ꧇ #1873.
︎︎ ︎︎ ︎︎ ︎︎ ︎︎ ︎︎︎ ︎︎ ︎︎ ︎︎ ︎︎ ︎︎ ︎︎ ︎︎ ︎︎ ︎︎ ︎︎
THE—DIMMED. heredity: “
a kernel is hidden in me, a spark, a thought, i am life from eternal life.”
it is quite a misfortune to be born the eldest of the three in the land of ingary, where things like seven-league boots and cloaks of indiscernibility really do exist. crashing sneezes escorted the wheezing, each one rattling the window and all the doors. esther found those harder to ignore, but she managed. went a blown nose, like a bassoon in a tunnel.
lud-in-the-mist had all the things that make an old town pleasant.
consciousness grows independent of the ordinary senses.
you see without assistance from the eyes, over distances beyond the painterly. “
ther, while the weightless element that has lived within it flashes through the skies.” it’s a honor if heir to the sovereignty of the palatinate, one into a millenary steps if magnificence has chanted his dignity. no one can hassle, because the highest ascendancy of all
pre—eminence is the ethnarch.
steadfastly,
@scenthry.🌹 ︎︎ ︎︎ ︎︎ ︎︎︎ ︎︎ ︎︎ ︎︎ ︎︎ ︎︎ ︎︎ ︎︎ ︎︎ ︎︎ ︎︎︎︎ ︎︎ ︎︎ ︎︎ ︎︎ ︎︎︎ ︎︎ ︎︎ ︎︎ ︎︎ ︎︎ ︎︎ ︎︎ ︎︎︎︎ ︎︎ ︎︎︎ ︎︎ ︎︎ ︎︎ ︎︎ ︎︎ ︎︎ ︎︎ ︎︎ ︎︎ ︎
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︎︎ ︎︎ ︎︎ ︎︎ ︎︎ ︎︎︎ ︎︎ ︎︎ ︎︎ ︎︎ ︎︎ ︎︎ ︎︎ ︎︎ ︎︎ ︎︎