Sunset Valley no retreat from the world can mask what is in your face
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He hates being left behind, even more so when it is his brother dearest leaving him in the dust. Absynthe scuttles after on tall stilt legs. It is obvious he refuses to be left behind. Fuck his brother's moods because he was in one himself.

The tattered raven draws closer and soon enough he is close enough to make contact. He traces his nose along the hip of his brother, not caring what he might receive for such a bold action. A low whine escapes him to announce his presence further.

Please stop staring at the sun. Absynthe pleads in a whisper with rough tones.
the sun is well asleep
the moon is high above
the fire grows from the east
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RE: no retreat from the world can mask what is in your face - by Absynthe - July 30, 2018, 07:40 AM