/lit/ - Literature

I encountered rain, the dew in a meadow, and kissed my mouth full of worship, such an offering to the creation, and my feet hardening in the muddy ground, I danced raised by the intoxication of love. I ventured one day beyond the forest to a clearing where I cleared emervaillais the flat silver light flooding the grass, and broke into the darkness unaware of my soul through the hole dug in the sky that formed a white sphere encircled by an aura Brumaire. Next up the earth's radius, I perceived towering rocks, smooth gray granite that looked like frozen streams in their movement mineral saline stars glittering like an opal.

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