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- Lady Jaille, the Devil One at allpoetry
She longs to hold her long lost son,
Roaming the lands with molted wings. - Tiger Lily Can't Imagine Anymore at allpoetry
But the sun in this memory shines dim.
Childhood. - March at allpoetry
Extra wings - Unease at storywrite
The nothingness of the forest beckoned. The trees had grown tall, but in nonhealth, urged by some blackened sap into spindles and thorns. Full though it was of creatures, it se - Oceanside at storywrite
Sophie stood, the skirt of her mothy grey dress billowing soundlessly about behind her like a sea-gnawed sail. Before her stretched an ocean of indigo, the line where the sky b - Star Dancing at storywrite
The girl bottled up her throat, and moaned. Half unconscious, she padded up the stair on soft feet, and slipped out her window onto the roof. The ocean breathed its mist on her
