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Light Academia
“
Autumn sharpens the night air
and paints the morning gold
on the edge of winter’s silver breath,
dancing delicately between life and death,
between 4 pm and 3 am.
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ATHENA
They fall silently.
the steps of her arrival - crossing snow so pale even the morning sky would fade into nightfall's amber;
For she has entered the palace of gold - her hair braided with hope and tainted with red leaves
which colours remind of a hanged man's rope - for her name is war
and her crown is crafted out of grief.
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