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Category Archives: High Council
shadow of a whisper
Some days have holes in them. I know, but I forget. I stood at yesterday’s threshold feeling buoyant and prepared, liquid with the night’s pooled pleasures. Easy. Ready. But then, right at the beginning of the day’s High Council Meeting, … Continue reading

