Gossamery Dream
Added 2019-08-16 08:57:21 +0000 UTCSome night dreams are so delicate, so fragile as if they were woven by a spider. Any breath of the Wind can lacerate them into oblivion. Despite the nightmares from time to time, I really adore the world under my elylids closed. It often heals and feeds my imagination. Just like tiny droplets of dew dancing on the gossamers to the music of Mist.
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