They fall one by one.
Flickering, fluidly as a fallen man,
spiraling from the starless sky
like a flurry of snow;
tinkling on the earth like
a child’s laughter ,
and cutting the flesh like a thousand blades.
“...all the fierce passions of the world bound in leather and vellum.” — M. L. Rio, If We Were Villains
Your name , O transcendent lord , is ambrosial nector , whoever meditates on it , lives.
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