CHAPTER : XVII 1987 🔭
MEN OF THE MIDNIGHT FLAME

He walks beneath a blood-red sky
With eyes that smolder, cold yet kind
A haunted storm within his mind.

“A how he buried, on he keeps.
Heart in chains, a past unsaid.”

He Walks Beneath a Blood-Red Sky.
A Haunted Stroms. 🪬🕯️⁹⁷

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She Wears the Night
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A shadow born of moonlit fire
She feeds on want (&’) dark desire
Ash beneath of her pained lips and
Poison in her fingertips.

She adores with daggers, not with gentility,
And leaves her kiss–a spectral residue.
She meets your gaze like fractured crystal,
And perceives the truths you dare not utter.
Too hollow-eyed, too exquisitely self-damned.

Your cataclysm,
Fractured Eve. ♡
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reminiscent of
crimson fruit 🫑

ii. merely rustling vegetation and avian
warble yet offerings reverently upon
pedestals elicit warmth within chects
and sprouting flora.

a nucleus of arcane vitality intricately
enveloped in pastoral serenity 𐀶



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dulcet cadence of
avifauna ’ 🍏 ⭐ ⁹⁸

cultivator interred aspirations in loamy
substratum adorned in pigmentations
garnet amethyst and aureate luminance

ephemeral sylphs guardians of chlorophyll
and chloroplast transcend mere assistance
photosynthetic phantoms manifestations of
arcadian equivalent of cyclical perpetuity ♡

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unbridled essences (à) untarnished maiden! breeze a vow enfolded in sunlight’s light. 𐀶

dazzling-eye! personal, 2010. ♡ a lively sway. emerging leaves pristine.

[midnight-maze.] a thimble-sized &’ ethereal sparks. ♥️

(é). minuscule maiden! murmur sailing dusk &’ dust pocket-sized transient glimmer. 🫑 ♡ ︎

(clairo, egypt.) +202 : 📿 wind tells tales on jasmine of djinn and thieves, of love laid bare.

personal ♡ alluring.site — singular utterance. a diminutive gape, spring upon satin covered terrain. 🍊

(old-town, 1980.) gaze–two emeralds orbs of’ ancient wisdom. 🦒 ⁹⁷

pa. #acolytes, obey mewl t.me/mischief glance a decree whiskered throne. ☻︎

è. celestial-radiance 🫖 drowsy orbs (&’) soothing murmurs, decelerates her allure.

𝘩𝘦𝘢𝘳𝘵-𝘵𝘢𝘱𝘦 02’. glossed eyes, fevered dreams, still soft for it. 🩰