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"Life," he said softly, "is more than flesh. Your body is a candle, your soul the flame. The longer I burn the candle. . ."
He did not finish.
"A candle unused is nothing but wax and wick," I said. "I would rather light the flame, knowing it will go out than sit forever in darkness.
- Wintersong by S. Jae-Jones
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call me ker! '05. leo ☀︎ • taurus ☾ • gemini ↑
♡ sapphic writer. i write about anything lesbian in all genres possible :'3
standalone -
➴ poppy reds (ongoing)
➴ golden bars and emerald vines (draft)
➴ silverlyre (draft)
nariverse -
➴ {ongoing} bury me inside this labyrinth bed ✦ naya & riley
➴ {draft} the acts of the unforgivable ✦ cara & roisin
➴ {ongoing} the devil with dark curls ✦ mika & ruvenet
➴ {ongoing} like the first bloom of daylilies ✦ lili & zahra
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Poppy Reds
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The Devil with Dark Curls
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Like the First Bloom of Daylilies
every morning, the florist arranges flowers and pretends she doesn't think about the pianist with the sharp t...