The Essence

Domin SweetContemplative

The scorching heat. The chafing winds. The grinding sands. The rushing of a river. A single drop, the water of worlds. A gentle mist of wind. A softness of skin. A burning of strain. Pool the blood, the source of life. Carving of flesh. Breaking of bone. Living of death. To suffer and to solace, both to live and to die.

Domin Sweet
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