The Faded Portrait

bir ses eklendi Literature

2026-08-19 02:58:35 -

The ink on your skin is not merely a mark but a map of your history, a cartography of duty etched in indigo and scar tissue that has long since stopped bleeding and begun to fade, a slow erosion of the self into the common clay of the earth you swore to protect. You stand in the courtyard of the old stone fort, the air thick with the scent of damp moss and the metallic tang of rain that has...

0 Yorumlar 0 hisse senetleri 1 Views 0 önizleme