the purple seeds whispered again, pressed beneath his tongue.
this time the dreaming had led the dreamer over the glacier, where the black matte of dilated pupils drank in the moonsilver path of bare rock.
it looked almost like a star trail, the dreamer felt, testing his paws against the surface which heaved and moved before his all-knowing eyes.
this time the dreaming had led the dreamer over the glacier, where the black matte of dilated pupils drank in the moonsilver path of bare rock.
it looked almost like a star trail, the dreamer felt, testing his paws against the surface which heaved and moved before his all-knowing eyes.
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