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Cloud WalkerCloud Walker
11:44 pm
Soft white steam exhales into the morning mist as cloud and drizzle fall about her feet. She, who walks a top cloud and dances upon the ridge of mountainous alpined
Shifting Tides of Long Ago: Fates Destined HandShifting Tides of Long Ago: Fates Destined Hand
6:21 am
The laughing pine, a constant friend, shelters an aging call whilst the tightening bounds of a yesteryear catches me in its thrall. A rising sun of always the same casts