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The wells of her eyes and the hollow in her heart filled and dripped from her, and she followed the ropy man numbly, down past the pressing warmth of her sheets into the still darkness and then out again into a warm, bright night alive with the comforting whispers of a breeze limned with stars about a hallow moon. Here she pressed her sorrows into the sand with bare feet – the ache of the things she didn’t know if she could go on without, the numb horror of not knowing how she could be going on with this piece of herself missing – and the desert accepted her grief in silence. The breeze followed behind and swept up tears and footprints alike, meditatively continuing to ornament the dunes with intricate patterns in its constant shifting dance.
sep 1, 2025, 11:58 pm • 5 2

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