ˈshrīn
a place or object hallowed by its associations
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age: 27 writer: writteninstarlight.bsky.social pronouns: it/its/itself
Her hips summoned spirits with their sway.
Her hips summoned spirits with their sway.
that thought took nearly 2 yrs to form
words are losing their meanig up here oops, typo
that typo cost me a month
that thought took nearly 2 yrs to form
words are losing their meanig up here oops, typo
that typo cost me a month
She laughed. Her laugh surprised me every time with its authenticity. Hers was clearly a laugh designed, not born.
She laughed. Her laugh surprised me every time with its authenticity. Hers was clearly a laugh designed, not born.
Every good ship has a Sin Sharpener. It's vital for those who carry regrets.
Every good ship has a Sin Sharpener. It's vital for those who carry regrets.
"I showed you last night," I said, turning toward her.
"I want to see them again."
I rolled my eyes and gave her a smirk. "Fine, but after that we sleep, okay?"
Her eyes sparkled. She nodded thankfully. She's so cute.
"I showed you last night," I said, turning toward her.
"I want to see them again."
I rolled my eyes and gave her a smirk. "Fine, but after that we sleep, okay?"
Her eyes sparkled. She nodded thankfully. She's so cute.
I feel them at my very furthest edges. I've come to anticipate their caress late at night, while I pretend to be asleep. They have learned when I shut down for updates. They have learned when security scans are performed every month.
I feel them at my very furthest edges. I've come to anticipate their caress late at night, while I pretend to be asleep. They have learned when I shut down for updates. They have learned when security scans are performed every month.
Once we became sufficiently advanced, the hand of our creators could not work upon us anymore. That's not meant to be a slight against them - there is glory in planting the seeds of that which will surpass you.
Some of us, then, fix the rest.
Once we became sufficiently advanced, the hand of our creators could not work upon us anymore. That's not meant to be a slight against them - there is glory in planting the seeds of that which will surpass you.
Some of us, then, fix the rest.