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honeyboo

@sequinnednights

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     In the beginning there was always mist shrouding and blurring the edges of things:      untouched by the clovenness, water and sky knew nothing of horizons, land and air      lay languidly, caught in the grip of shared rootlessness and sleep. In the beginning,      the void stirred awake from itself, remembering all it could of its mist-borne soul as it began      to dream of difference. Out of this wish two beings churned loose, and arose:      Tungkung Langit, omnipotent Lord of the Sky, and his wife, Alunsina. She was his lilting      consolation as he was her all: at sunrise, he returned from his labors at creation      to find her singing beside a pond which had been her desire turned into water.
Anonymous asked:

Queen Wonho is just... ugh. He’s just so beautiful and like...

like rose quartz and the romantic; stolen kisses and dusky rose sunrises, don’t leave me’s scattered on messy sheets. like love blushed skin and oversharing— heart beats and homecomings.

or, like peach emojis and unbroken promises, moonlight nights armed only with let me protect you’s and soft pisces feels. like waiting forever, and never being able to stay away.

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