Wheeling Gull Isle he's been waiting to bring you down.
Hushed Willows
the weeping prophet
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Fire lit the night.

Far, far from them, far away from water starved forest or sun scorched grass. Tearing through the sky in awesome display of wonder — power — creative strokes.

Everett did not fear this fire, though the compulsion to sing for the rain still bubbles in his chest. He ignored it. His singing did not turn the world or sway the heavens one way or the other. He did not need to fear what happened; he did not carry the world anymore.

Tonight he strolled through the moon touched fields, and happened upon one of his daughters gazing likewise to the sky. Her mere presence stole a smile across his face and he lowered himself to elbow crawl nearer.

Ava, he said her new name, and reached out to offer her a gentle kiss, aren’t the night fires beautiful?
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he's been waiting to bring you down. - by Ava Amara - July 01, 2023, 11:40 AM
RE: he's been waiting to bring you down. - by Everett - July 01, 2023, 02:15 PM