We are just as fast as we used to be. It is the world that has slowed down, Pulled to a halt before our aching wings. The shift in momentum—so…
Tired and hollow, I’ve been scraped of my marrow. There’s little left to love but the hope of it. I used to be so afraid to miss it. Now, I’m…
A wolf you are in borrowed fleece, With scarlet in your thread. You speak in smiles and silken peace, Yet veil the truth instead. You fooled me once, and once…
We are just as fast as we used to be. It is the world that has slowed down, Pulled to a halt before our aching wings. The shift in momentum—so…
Tired and hollow, I’ve been scraped of my marrow. There’s little left to love but the hope of it. I used to be so afraid to miss it. Now, I’m…
A wolf you are in borrowed fleece, With scarlet in your thread. You speak in smiles and silken peace, Yet veil the truth instead. You fooled me once, and once…
Thousands of refugees dotted the rolling sands of West Maeve. Subconscious clusters had formed among them where small likenesses could be found. Sya, however, sat alone. It was a miracle…
I want to live, though I am prepared to die. I hope it is painless, but I hope it slow—slow, so that I may have the time to thank those…
I was born in the Dome. That’s what we called it, at least. A giant structure built by the Hand—the five human kings and queens left of our world—fortified to…
Regret was an afterthought that had settled into Neha far too deeply as she ventured into the Spog. Scabs, they said, roamed these dark forests. She’d only heard stories, but…
The sky was a deepening shade of periwinkle, with clouds streaked in gold and pumpkin hues, their edges glowing like embers from the setting sun. It was the kind of…
Her silhouette remained stained in his visionStill laying silently on the cold of the pillowGolden hair messy like snapped harp stringsCheeks pressed almond eyes into half-crescents She was the moon—he…
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