Water-eyes lapping,
lazily; hers, lazuli.
Vanished - waved away.
About the Creator
R.C
Hello, I am a real human. I enjoy doing human things, like breathing air and drinking water. My human legs walk me around to different places as well.
The Path to Salvation
The late autumn evening air filled the monk's lungs, but it wasn't the season that chilled his bones. The heavy-handed presence of evil he had sensed upon entering the woods surrounding this mountain village had not bothered to conceal itself from him.
By Made in DNA4 days ago in Fiction
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