Monday, June 25


{24th June}

The words didn't arrive today as the wind caught them and they were cast, upward, up up and away; effortlessly of course. The worst was worse and when they finally fell back to the dusty valley floor they were crossed and cursed, the worst, the worse, the ripple, purple, dappled stallion; the words, they rode back in on a pale locust, giant, dripping muzzle with blazing smile as it set its mind to it and devoured us all.

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