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[hydeye]

"You wake up from the deluge to a caked earth cracked with your scales. The fissures of desire run deep on the papyrus parchments of the skin, still torn, still scattered. The wind pieces the anarchy of sinews strewn till it becomes a whole of past- now, a city at civil war, an empire of insurrections. A storm has been sewn in your fabric. In the stories, the whiff cautery and dust remains. A seer rushes to the swinging doors but they've wavered. In vain you board the carousel. Again." ~ daktar hyde #everydaysurreal #carousel #swingingdoors #swingingstories