Velsper… well, you’ll get a sense of him soon enough.
Today is my birthday <3
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It’s been filled with finishing projects on hand like the necklace you see above. (Like it? find it [here])Â Thinking I should make them in a bunch of birthday-month stones; could become a “thing” :D
Should put the nose back to the grindstone, so… ttyl!
Is it love
to hang on past
the dead and dying?
Were you ever the man I loved?
You have his face
His disposition
His wit
He lacked your cruelty, though.
Then again,
I think he was a coward.
He sat with the sealskin folded in his grip, idly rubbing it with a thumb as it rested in his lap.
He remembered the day it fell into his possession ~Â still clear and sharp in his mind’s eye ~Â the gentle sway of her hips, the nuanced play of her hair on the sea breeze, her lithe, supple body erect before him.
Time… had not been kind. Continue reading “Sealskin”
I thought you were gone.
I
had so many things to say, I
wrote them in a letter
several letters at a time…
I
wonder why you come around,
~ stick around ~
and leave again; I
couldn’t be bothered to reply,
but,
watching the Watcher
passes the time.