Twisters 6

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“I love you,” he whispered, not wanting to be heard,

but alabaster columns carried his voice into the echo chamber of her soul.

#artwiculate

It was a most tenuous link, a gossamer strand of négligée, that connected her to the inheritance.

Her bosom heaved, his heart gave out.

 #lqw

Apostasy!” they declared – passion pigmented his veins.

They would never know, for in the land of the colourblind there was no red. 

#liblit

Her mood, already best described as faux-fain, stumbled –

the hedonistic pulse of daily life dragging at morals long chained.

#aLtwiculate

A black snow fell from the heavens as tongues of flame cast long shadows,

ancient voices given empty forms of smoke and of betrayal.

#ThePush

 (cooking the books)

The dasyphyllous wood grew tight around her, the shrieking wind quieted to a whisper.

A shadow pounced – her tender flesh, divine.

#aLtwic

She smiles, a shattering flutter in his chest – commoved by the urchin’s tragedy.

He crosses the road, too quickly.

Ignorance, bliss.

#15tt

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