Snippets in my head in Writing

  • March 19, 2014, 12:55 a.m.
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Just randomly jotting down some lines rolling around in my head. Hopefully I'll come back to them later and do something with them.

alit on ice-tipped wings dragged down to crystalline depths

flights of fancy aloft on waxen wings carelessly burnt

and the gods raged of fear and futility


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