08-19-2020, 10:55 AM
THE TACTICIAN
Hybrid — three months — minnow
information — written by rhett
information — written by rhett
It is rude to stare.
Among numerous others the lesson imparted, stored within central points, distant the notion of shaded corners. Yet from tentative hold has it come to slip, lingering for a time beyond reasonable politeness umber depths. Not her, a stranger upon shores forgein yet beckoned forth with open arms. Quiet the gentle tug, how it unravels along fraying threads of stuttering thought, approach slow and made up by clumsy, uneasy steps.
"Can… I try…" Wrong the scarlet quills that had dislodged, uneasy shifting their own, miniscule things bearing the downy layer awaiting further growth, but the prospect was the temptation.
Among numerous others the lesson imparted, stored within central points, distant the notion of shaded corners. Yet from tentative hold has it come to slip, lingering for a time beyond reasonable politeness umber depths. Not her, a stranger upon shores forgein yet beckoned forth with open arms. Quiet the gentle tug, how it unravels along fraying threads of stuttering thought, approach slow and made up by clumsy, uneasy steps.
"Can… I try…" Wrong the scarlet quills that had dislodged, uneasy shifting their own, miniscule things bearing the downy layer awaiting further growth, but the prospect was the temptation.
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