Here on the edge of the world

Smell the sweet sting of wood smoke. The world is lost, dark behind the fire’s blaze. Isolated, we are small perched here in the cradle of the sky. All eternity is a bewildering array laid out on heaven’s bosom. An emerald streaks across the velvet expanse, so much brighter than its brothers. Blossoming in death and devoured in that dark sea.    

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