Breath mist hangs— and whisps away. Frost grass crunches under feet. The trees point up, their ever-arrow tops aiming the sky, a tent–stretched out– of velvet blackness chill; canvas for the spark, the dot the splattered brightness lavished… a trail of shine-stream majesty flung—across the void. Worlds, and lights and sparks of sights, a thousand […]

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