3.9.18 | 3:24 pm | luminescence
All of my muses have become tangled together in a giant web, a conglomeration of string that created the most beautiful craft gone wrong.
I strung them in the sky, my constellation jewels, some shining brighter than the others.
Yet they all shine bright enough to me; bright enough to let me pick up the pen and let their luminescence pour out like liquid brilliance.
I'll keep grasping the pen until the lights go out.
I strung them in the sky, my constellation jewels, some shining brighter than the others.
Yet they all shine bright enough to me; bright enough to let me pick up the pen and let their luminescence pour out like liquid brilliance.
I'll keep grasping the pen until the lights go out.
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