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Encountered Innocence

You sit with your nose pointed towards the cool glass of the train window; waiting, as I wait, for our journey to begin. I've watched you like this every day, and every day a new expression will cross your features as though you were more complex than the mere child you are. Across the way,… Continue reading Encountered Innocence

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Asphodel

“Before I was a woman I was a tree, with branches that reached into eternities of endless trials and riches beyond mortal conception…” Immortality is not a constant thrill, as many would have you believe. It is only constant in its stagnation, no manner of human trifles could ever make it less so. The goddess… Continue reading Asphodel