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Her Sisters
… grass & gloaming sky like blue green grey sea …
… sometimes she walked or floated along the red or grey brick traces, ever so slowly, & sometimes above the grass, slowly, & sometimes along the wooden barrier, ever so slowly, ever deeply loved, though there are, it si told, no shared memories as to how exactly her shape was so lovely & winsome …
… for a very long time she stared someways outwards to otherwhere, perhaps, before she stately turned to look back as to something forever lost or forgotten, and vanished, & deeply loved she was, ever …
… once, it is told, her sisters did not fade away, but shape-changed into hooded crows & flighted slowly away …
… ever so slowly, away, fading …
… fading into a lingering longing sadness overflowing unto grass & gloaming sky like blue green grey sea …
… sometimes she walked or floated along the red or grey brick traces, ever so slowly, & sometimes above the grass, slowly, & sometimes along the wooden barrier, ever so slowly, ever deeply loved, though there are, it si told, no shared memories as to how exactly her shape was so lovely & winsome …
… for a very long time she stared someways outwards to otherwhere, perhaps, before she stately turned to look back as to something forever lost or forgotten, and vanished, & deeply loved she was, ever …
… once, it is told, her sisters did not fade away, but shape-changed into hooded crows & flighted slowly away …
… ever so slowly, away, fading …
… fading into a lingering longing sadness overflowing unto grass & gloaming sky like blue green grey sea …