Here’s a thread with 7 of them ⬇️
Here’s a thread with 7 of them ⬇️
I gather whispers of language, newfound and bright,
To weave into verses where shadows take flight.
With quill poised and heart aflame, I await the dawn’s light.
I gather whispers of language, newfound and bright,
To weave into verses where shadows take flight.
With quill poised and heart aflame, I await the dawn’s light.