The Legume Lagoon

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The Name of the Wind ^

Her lips are a natural cherry red, as though she had just eaten a bowl of them. She is ocean spray and moonlight, adventure and safety. Evening rain and morning snow. Beautiful, and refreshing. It’s hard to tell the difference between coincidental and prophetic, but my darling is both. The heavens rejoice and the infernos kneel before her splendor; spirit me away to where she dwells, by mountainsides and riverbanks.


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