What Winter Remembers
A Blue Haiku
By J.M. MoonPublished 3 years ago • Updated 3 years ago • 1 min read
Warm naked scents grow
Snowflakes fall in memories
Blue times by the fire
About the Creator
Beginning of the Fall
Chapter 7: The Beginning of the Fall The higher you go, the harder you fall. The fall never begins with a crash. It begins with a wobble — a subtle, almost imperceptible shift in the internal atmosphere. A moment where the altitude that once felt like freedom suddenly feels unstable. The air thins just a little too much. The light sharpens just a little too far. The speed becomes just a little too fast to sustain.
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