A Fleeting RippleFeb 13, 2022one last time: faber castell grip 1345The sun is rising over a city. It paints the clouds in shades of orange, pink and cream over a pale blue sky. They reflect from the glass...
A Fleeting RippleFeb 5, 2022a perfect penIt’s completely dark outside, streets only illuminated by weak slices of streetlights. The rain has finally stopped, but the stars are...
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