Thresholds.
Inevitable was some kind of summoned consequence, that could only be read in hindsight.
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Back in this night, warm and long, she let the candlelight take her into these thoughts to ponder.
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Waiting her visit.
Elegance meets
by the Lake
Ethereal wore the glass necklace. Shimmering still in a mist that the morning had brought. Ponds and grasses grew up around the body of a lake. And she watched her step as the grounds gave way into a watery hold.
Once when wisdom walked upon this earth, her tears filled her footsteps. The gift of your longing, it was like those waters. Water was a currency and the steps we took could hold the water on the land, longer, but not forever.
She longed
Her shoulders held the grace of shapes. The mane of a garment hugging her with grey and lavender. It was still a chill of morning air, and her lungs and on her cheeks she delighted. Beyond the grasses the lake opened up. She held back, looking in between the grass.
It was a time to linger.
Seamless Fluid
A heaven's river courses into their lives. From across a week of plenty, they crossed the threshold. Whether or not they knew it. Of course they wanted something. Thirst was always a directive, even if skillfulness didn't come in full attack.