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ptolemy
ptolemy
Bridges I burned the bridges to the past and bathed in it's ashes to never be afraid of it but the smell never goes, the road is still there and i still believe it's ghost will haunt me, for times to come and there is nothing we can do, nothing at all.
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May 22, 2021
May 22, 2021 at 5:13 AM UTC
Bridges
You know the way some years in retrospect can make you feel like a ****** watching a scene too sacred for her eyes? Like these moments were stolen from somebody else's time. She has no right- I have no right, to look at this girl, and her life. So different from me, from mine.
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May 20, 2021
May 20, 2021 at 2:57 PM UTC
******
I pray to be preyed upon, you say your thanks, the silence hangs, heavy with the promise of your hands, their slow advance, the teasing dance, of your fingers on my arm injects me into forbidden lands.
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May 14, 2020
May 14, 2020 at 4:16 PM UTC
Puppet Master
What if the Moon was the second sun? who couldn't be brighter, who could not give life, one who was devoid of love and decided eventually to float alone only to attract the oceans and see the people sigh over love like himself for eternity
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Dec 27, 2017
Dec 27, 2017 at 10:53 AM UTC
Second Sun
dust from the all the worlds, a scarf knitted by a mistress from somewhere, jar of wine that makes you forget the past, thirst for the lands unseen, this was all what the nomad ever carried. scriptures from all of the worlds a letter written in some undecipherable language, potion that makes you drown in dreams, curiosity of meeting people never seen, this was all what the wise ever amassed. they never traded stories they traded in worlds.
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Dec 27, 2017
Dec 27, 2017 at 10:19 AM UTC
The Nomad and the Wise
She put down her book and rolled over to his side, Searching for sincerity in his dilated eyes. "Do you believe in dragons?" A pause. A knowing smile. "Yes."
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Nov 1, 2016
Nov 1, 2016 at 2:49 AM UTC
Brisingr