ceres eithne (she/her) ✷
a faerie in her chartreuse wings and alsike clover
- at my little heather's alcove
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Some losses that do not merely bereave—they denude. They strip from you the very faculties through which the anguish transmuted once into something luminous, leaving in their stead an inner quietude...Посмотреть все беседы
Истории от автора Ceres Eithne
- Опубликованы 3 истории
Sundry Veneers
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What skulks beneath the sundry veneers
will soon undrape when Stygian dusk befalls,
like how it came to me un...
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Littlest Brontides
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An anthology tackling the cosmic baffling collision of societal conditions and the incalculable prejudices an...
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A Voyage to Anthemoessa
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Lonely, we blazed through the precipitous trails of our perennial springs as though we were not distinctively...