. Hand picking her words Delicately, She harvested Her Autumn’s thoughts with glee… The yearly ritual Could finally begin And She penned her best wishes Across the wind. She bowed to the sun And bowed to the moon, Folded the note And nearly swooned. She sealed the message With a kiss, Foolishly hoping for a…… Continue reading Yearly thought…
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“You are crazy…” His tone was more worried than blaming. He had been standing there for a while, watching over her from a couple of steps back. She was sitting on the lake’s shore, hiding under her large fur cloak. So very still and silent, she had been waiting there for hours already, waiting…… Continue reading Frazil…
Cyranny's Cove 