light whispered to our quiet souls on that ethereal night where we
dove headfirst into the nethertides;
void jumping, hopping
wormhole slipping.
wide eyes fixated on the
thousands of stitches of space and time
like astralwebs
creeping with celestial spiders
that you couldn’t help but
break with each breath.
Aug 16, 2013
Aug 16, 2013 at 10:34 PM UTC
light whispered to our quiet souls on that ethereal night where we
dove headfirst into the nethertides;
void jumping, hopping
wormhole slipping.
wide eyes fixated on the
thousands of stitches of space and time
like astralwebs
creeping with celestial spiders
that you couldn’t help but
break with each breath.
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