Precious Hollows
Eyes closed, you inhale tendrils of exquisite intoxicant smoke that pulsate forth from scared incense embers as if carried by coiling zephyrs from the wings of earthbound seraphim. The ocean is near, breaking as liquid crystal on the rocky seashore; a fulminant reprieve of salt from the arms of the mercurial sea and in...
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