12-14-2020, 05:59 PM
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When the dust had settled, blood soaked the marsh and the radioactive forest alike: who was there in the silence? In the awe of such battles, such rage and war and meaning who could glaze upon the ruins and see nothing but the ruble: face value?
someone not made of war : an innocent
Casualties laid across the bog, scraps of fur, scales and even missing teeth along the echos of great titans who befell from both sides. Sur'na was there, in the quiet of it all. Watched as the land breathed and mourned in equal value, a song of silence and continuation.
It would provoke something from the twisted kitten: something profound if such an emotion was on their own grasp. Alas they stood bare amung the graveyard. Watching the land and the sky in equal wonder. The open expression abject of any deeper thought, deeper meaning than the sun that rose above the treeline.
[glow=#212121,2,300]you held it like a mirror[/glow]
[glow=white,2,20] — showing me the life a chose [b]![/glow]
[glow=white,2,20] — showing me the life a chose [b]![/glow]
small kitten of tanglewood . bio . dm for plotting