Lena
let me wander
with the ones
with the ones
The fox didn’t fall, didn’t break, didn’t shatter – but oh, did she dream.
White upon white, ivory upon ivory, and her fur could’ve blended in with the motions of ghostly, ethereal abyss. How lovely it would’ve been, to stay here for all eternity, to bask in the glory of serenity, tranquility, and everything else it might’ve offered.
But there were other things to be had – and while Lena wasn’t a greedy soul, she was curious. And as the paths emerged, as they seemed to appear through the cosmic existences, she wandered, meandered, in the slightest of trepidation. Which one was best? Which would be the better option?
Her paws led her left.
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Lena chooses left!
White upon white, ivory upon ivory, and her fur could’ve blended in with the motions of ghostly, ethereal abyss. How lovely it would’ve been, to stay here for all eternity, to bask in the glory of serenity, tranquility, and everything else it might’ve offered.
But there were other things to be had – and while Lena wasn’t a greedy soul, she was curious. And as the paths emerged, as they seemed to appear through the cosmic existences, she wandered, meandered, in the slightest of trepidation. Which one was best? Which would be the better option?
Her paws led her left.
--
Lena chooses left!
who are tangled in stars
and tethered to promise
and tethered to promise
