Guided by the acrid motion of the night air:
“I have harvested your intentions with hate and ferocity;
May my soul be weighed accordingly.”
(5/5)
Guided by the acrid motion of the night air:
“I have harvested your intentions with hate and ferocity;
May my soul be weighed accordingly.”
(5/5)
Their limbs stretched in frozen flight;
If I were fully human, I’d keep my breath from the winter air,
Holding it in my throat until I was able to release it.
(4/5)
Their limbs stretched in frozen flight;
If I were fully human, I’d keep my breath from the winter air,
Holding it in my throat until I was able to release it.
(4/5)