Spontaneous Writing

[ruhdwulf]

The soil scatters itself in water and wind. It writes a book of dust on paper, on white sheets, on furniture. The books is not about dust, but witholds the truth until the last chapter where plot twists meander like braided glacial rivers. One flows into the next and then back on itself until the truth is ground down into flour from which the

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[mysticchyna]

welcome back. hope you enjoyed the vacation