theaurealis
We called each other names the stars would envy, Owdru and Aurealis. Together, we became something softer, stranger, more beautiful: Owrealis.
This is a book of poems, not just about love, but about the echo it leaves.
It is about angel numbers, digital touches, three sacred months, and a heart trying to rewrite itself.
This is what happened between the seventh and the silence.
Welcome to Owrealis, a love that didn't end, just changed shape.
- theaurealis.