"A puerile tear dimmed my eye while I looked - a tear of disappointment and impatience; ashamed of it, I wiped it away. I lingered; the moon shut herself wholly within her chamber, and drew close her curtain of dense cloud: the night grew dark; rain came dripping fast on the gale."
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Story by Venus
anemoia | a prose collection  by inkmonstrosity
anemoia | a prose collection
"I wanted to live deep and suck out all the marrow of life. To put to rout all that was not life. And no...
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