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tpu 01 Feb 2019 Tag: Winter

A Through the Wood and White.

Urđr calls to me like fire, in a dream through the wood and white. Her face, as black smoke, crawling over the reach and pine peaks. She stands, wading the blaze, sapping the flame of its' warmth and light. Deeds, joy and meaning, empty, side by side we watch them die....

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tpu 31 Jan 2018 Tag: Winter

A Evergreen.

+--+ Bruma. Come, steal me the sun and bury away it's glow in smoke, ash and coal. Cover me in cold. Ice and frost, silver and snow... Harden mind and soul. As before and ever shall be the pillars that held my dreams. Pine. Tall....

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