The Sacred Cameron Moon carries cycle into the next deified night . . . Persimmon cut wood plays notes of joy in your absence. Intermittent exultations before the next loyal bequest.
There is a Well who sits by Reality lighting intuition and belief, managing justice, truth, logic and reason . . . She beds by his side at the end of each
day . . . He shares dreams of promise and consternation . . . embracing her body in sleep . . . in case fear comes their way.
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