The Inevitable Flight of Paper Wings
I hold this paper bird aloft, a colorful anchor against the gray
Stardust Oracle
The Green Event Horizon
I stand here where the ancient curves of wood meet the piercing
The Gravity That Binds Us
"I stood on the edge of destiny, where ancient stones met
The Weight of Unspoken Echoes
The city breathes a cold indifference, mirroring the hollow spaces within me.
The Weight of Crimson Threads
They say eyes are windows, but mine have long been sealed shut,
The Weight of Unseen Stars
The city exhales a cold breath, and I am left shivering in
The Weight of Unspoken Hours
The autumn leaves fell like forgotten promises, each one a whisper of
The Echo of a Forgotten Melody
The spotlight feels like a brand, doesn’t it? Marking where the
The Weight of Every Glance
The city exhales a cold breath against the glass, mirroring the chill
