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Like so many times before, she went out into the dark and pulled it around her-- its cloak of           charcoal               staining         her fingers as she grasped its deeply opaque fabric of smoke turning her eyes into mirrors-- mirrors reflected inside out, thoughts and feelings brash and quiet in their subtle points of weaving until the cold gleam of shards of the onyx air clung to her form like an inky abyss, the very reverse reflection of black snow spilling and seeping into her essence, filling the weeping in whispery presence until all she could do was curl into the soft embrace of obsidian, surrender her soul to the starless sky and let it in
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Aug 28, 2016
Aug 28, 2016 at 3:53 PM UTC
opaque surrender
Like so many times before, she went out into the dark and pulled it around her-- its cloak of           charcoal               staining         her fingers as she grasped its deeply opaque fabric of smoke turning her eyes into mirrors-- mirrors reflected inside out, thoughts and feelings brash and quiet in their subtle points of weaving until the cold gleam of shards of the onyx air clung to her form like an inky abyss, the very reverse reflection of black snow spilling and seeping into her essence, filling the weeping in whispery presence until all she could do was curl into the soft embrace of obsidian, surrender her soul to the starless sky and let it in
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=GXz_CrobwKM&index;=9&list;=PLCF28D6EE83628E8 I would alternately call this Fade to Opaque
lora-lee
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Aug 28, 2016
Aug 28, 2016 at 3:53 PM UTC
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