Notes
For the maiden who grew up under the waterfalls, under the full moon’s solemn tutelage, who now instructs others with her own milky hands. For the damsel with revivifying words and with dreams as luminous as the moonflower vines she weaves into her tresses. For the lady who recognizes embryonic potential amidst abyssal pasts and cultivates the wan seeds to explode into blossoming panoply.
1 comment on Neither Tears nor Dew
ninakun October 09, 2015
This is magical, mystical and ethereal! Loved it a lot!
⃠PansiesandPensees October 10, 2015
@ninakun Thanks! That was the effect I was trying to evoke. :)
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