longnight
Branches against baseboards (nails?). The cottage groans (what does it know, that you don't?). The snow settles, the deer do not. A wind, viscous and full of laughter rouses the dust and the falling flakes. A ministorm the luxere cannot see through. Their light ebbs momentarily, the sheen of the fish does not. They are closer now. Ravished. Listening. The heartbeats of the young lovers make such a wonderous dinner bell. |
[SEASONAL EVENT] A Palmer for Long Night
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