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“A pearl, a tear, a drop of sky the Weaver spins a net so fine, unseen until the breath, the sigh, the veil of night reaches across all known things” — Tamara Rendell
A pearl, a tear,
a drop of sky
the Weaver spins a net
so fine, unseen
until the breath,
the sigh,
the veil of night
reaches across all known things