∴ hollow rowan stands
roots in quiet, holly-stilled—
light slips through bare hopes ∴
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journey
∴ journey
between breaths—
did i snort? ∴
adapt
∴ the path stretches wide
truths are fragments, half-glimpsed—
adapt, seek your light ∴
puzzle
∴ began this puzzle
forcing out-of-place pieces—
is this the same box? ∴
sculpt
∴
Sympathetic hands
Chisel shapes
Unseen depths
Layers erased
Perhaps— a glimpse
Truth in place
∴
fit
∴ wraithlight thieves with picks
keys to night, these secrets fit—
each lock holds a soul ∴
demon
∴ demons claw the shore
my vessel skims the void—
light cuts through the waves ∴