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The Witch’s Brew

In a cauldron, depths swirling with unspoken secrets, A witch finds herself lost in the ritual of midnight. The slit in her gown daring, her laughter unfiltered, She folds the abstract concept of desire into the liquid enigma. Eye of newt, wing of...

Eclipsed Veil

Lunar silk, dark cascade, Fractured whispers, masquerade. Time’s clock melts in pumpkin glow, Futures twist, ebb and flow. Grimmest Grin, abstracted form, Ether swells in quiet storm. Dangling verbs in ghostly pleas, Abstracted in a ghoulish...

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