🪷 (sunlit-air) gleameth in hushed corners: betwixt breaths brink of recallest ✧
gentle-radiance. hush of dawn’s first breath
spilling through veils half-drawn 💬 ♡
spilling through veils half-drawn 💬 ♡
á. scintilla of empyreal / 🫖 ♡ golden motes in a sunne-beam dancing, transfiguring quotidian sphere.
24 ♡ (path—ii.) effulgence of orient morn. brink of utterance groweth faint &’ tremulous.
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