As we descend into autumn chill, forget not the purpose of your nature.
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He dreams peacefully,
Finally, the poison leaves the body, a heaviness fades away.
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Healing Wounds by Noxaunu
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Early post before Instagram. Probably one of my favorite pieces.
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Running.
The grass fields call out to us, wheat heads whispering breathlessly against each other. Mocking us.
Beckoning us forward, the blood between our toes sticking to the green blades.
It feels so familiar.
Have you been here before?
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The game is far from over. The pages are turning.
Today is Father's Day.
It's unfortunate that the few fathers in our stories suffer tragic fates;
Today we remember them.
- A father who lost his daughter then his life trying to get her back.
- A father of many who started the bloodline of emeralds.
- A father who was a false king and fought for the demise of his own blood
- a father of two daughters who's stories have yet to be discovered
- a father of a son who seeks revenge
- a father of crimson and violet flames
And many, many more.. Let their stories never be forgotten. Let them pave the rocky roads for their kin.
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