A languid smile on thin coral lips
Slim fingers attached to a soft hand
--dangling from a delicate wrist--
Outstretched, reaching for something
...For something.
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Helios' chariot, high-riding and stalled mid-afternoon
Opening the Shadow's Gate, allowing a dark rest
(on faces, under trees, behind villas)
"How sharper than a serpent's tooth
to have a thankless child!"
Helios, the shadows are eating everything.
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