A symbol arises inside and burns its place from memory
Tag: memory
Spun Sugar
Spinning fine sugar into in joy meant.,
Crescents
“Mine” said in pinched red crescents.
Thresholds
There is a doorway open.
A symbol arises inside and burns its place from memory
Spinning fine sugar into in joy meant.,
“Mine” said in pinched red crescents.
There is a doorway open.
Flame's Crucible 