Let love fill your womb, O mother
Let freedom chime across your breasts
Your offspring who kill one-another
Shall know when time puts them to test.
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Behold your namesake! Itezuru - the frozen crane. That desperate struggle is her beauty. In the heart of winter she folds one leg and buries her head beneath a wing, moving not a muscle. She doesn't resist. She doesn't complain. She depends only on herself, drawing out her last ounce of strength. Is that not the way of all who truly follow their hearts...? [Lone Wolf and Cub]
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This is a personal creative writing blog not limited to just writing though, since communication is the shortest distance between two points. Feel free to perambulate my posts and maybe you might choose to comment.
Mind (it!), all this is bits and pieces of fictional novels, stories, characters i created but never firmed out completely. there is no chronology, no sane categorisation, no resemblance to any person living or dead outside of my head, nor is there any reason to purloin, represent or point at any post on this blog without my permission and understanding.
("By No Means Justification of Exits-tense")
(PS: Porpoise prattled so long and thnx4LDfish!; )
Mind (it!), all this is bits and pieces of fictional novels, stories, characters i created but never firmed out completely. there is no chronology, no sane categorisation, no resemblance to any person living or dead outside of my head, nor is there any reason to purloin, represent or point at any post on this blog without my permission and understanding.
("By No Means Justification of Exits-tense")
(PS: Porpoise prattled so long and thnx4LDfish!; )
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