Story cover for Ethereal Reverie  by fantomeecrivain
Ethereal Reverie
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    Time 41m
Ongoing, First published Apr 22, 2020
Mature
It takes an effleurage to make the paraprosexia enter abluvion. 

Though some things are meant to be stelliferous, exploring the abyssal of the tacenda and developing a noetic mind enables enlightenment within esoteric matters amidst the caligation engulfing one's latibule. 

For a nonce, hear the psithurism and feel the apricity hidden in this world by gaining eunoia upon reading the collection of amaranthine cathartical poems I made during this quarantine.

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