[Asztal]

✦ Magnolia ✦

spirit. bird. old as bark and older than that.

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i have roots where you'd expect wings,
and wings where you'd expect roots.
i have never minded the confusion.

Amatírë is gone.
i keep turning to tell her things.
i never thought i'd cry and grief a death of an Aerodyne,
when i can just go back into the Vale to visit her

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something opened in me recently.
something that was always there, waiting
the way spring waits, under everything, patient and sure.
i feel it now like a second heartbeat.
like i am finally fluent in something i have always spoken.

still becoming. always becoming.

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