Kintla Flatlands Open letter to hummingbirds

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it was an apology peregrine sought to give; it was upon the tip of his tongue to deny peregrine and turn him away permanently, but instead he found himself moving unbidden toward his former lover. it is all right. emotions run high for me as well. he did not like the sight of the proud man prone before him, though he appreciated the sentiment, and laid down facing peregrine in the cool blades of emerald grass.

nothing more was said by the earthen gamma; he breathed a warm sigh and offered the devil a wan smile, willing to truly allow their healing to begin.