Absorbed Space

Absorbed space,

where the branches met their reflections and her solace birthed itself from eternal hiding, Where the minions of fate worked in concert to don the ornamented veil of futures subsequently resisted, Where drops of sky chased a soulless moon to its final appearance, returning to the fringes of darkened hours.

Art: “The Black Swan” William Degouve de Nuncques

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