The grates that imprison and hold destre and whimes are not only iron bars. They are often polite: Elegant and... Read More
The grates that imprison and hold destre and whimes are not
only iron bars. They are often polite: Elegant and delicate on the surface.
Transparent as water, but as hard as ice.Â
They are as heavy as the sense of duty; they leave no breath and
crystallize, the desire for infinity, forever.