Light filters downward
Catching on long ropes of kelp
Swaying and shifting
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Elanor Sakamoto
Writer. Translator. Knitter. Reader. Whovian. Buddhist.
Pro-compassion. Love is love.
Almost aphantasiac...maybe
Spinning stories inspired by my many loves—magic, mystery, Japan, fairy tales, mythology...
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Llion the Brave Version 2
Her screams diminished as Llion was dragged away from the cell. The stench in the corridor was less but there was still damp, decay, defecation, death. His feet dragged, like a raggedy puppet, the guard either side of him holding him fast. He could feel their individual fingers digging into his scant flesh, leaving their impression on his bones.
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