The drawn breath of one so loved.
Last taken.
Stolen on a kiss from a serpent’s tongue.
Seen only by eyes knowing the strands of eternity, it sits coiled in a jar, stoppered and sealed in wax bearing the mark of Llewelyn.
-j.e. pittman
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The drawn breath of one so loved.
Last taken.
Stolen on a kiss from a serpent’s tongue.
Seen only by eyes knowing the strands of eternity, it sits coiled in a jar, stoppered and sealed in wax bearing the mark of Llewelyn.
-j.e. pittman