Love returns (Hour 12)

Love returns

A vast cold and a somber quiet
leave my breath stretched tight.
I need air.

This night has gone on too long.
Darkness over the land
feels death-like and ruthless.

Softer air revives me.
Light gentles its way in.
Love returns.

*Source: “The air stretched tight, quiet, and cold over the vast land.” [Chapter 1, Two Old Women]

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