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The moon drifts through the vast, empty sky,
Its glow a mere whisper without the sun's touch.
In the stillness of night, it grieves a lost warmth,
A love now etched in fading stardust memories.
Each dawn, the absence deepens,
A reminder of shared light now gone.
The moon’s face, a canvas of silent yearning,
Traces ghostly paths where radiance once danced.
In its solitude, the moon sheds silver tears,
Heavy with the sorrow of endless nights.
The stars, cold and distant, offer no solace,
Their light lost in the vast emptiness.
The moon dreams of a distant reunion,
A fragile hope for warmth to pierce the chill.
Yet each night is a silent lament,
A mournful vigil for the sun that has gone away.
K actively neglecting the physical world in favor of being a borderline godlike presence online is the expected next step for most chronically online magical beings
Barbie as the Princess and the Pauper
Barbie as the Princess and the Pauper 🪡🦋
Barbie as the Princess and the Pauper
Issue 10 of The Class starts up today!
Some of my favorite commissions from Wizard World.
