“The deep timbre moved like shockwaves in Roman’s mind, trespassing into the dream. Iris Winnow melted into iridescent rain at the sound. Roman surprised himself by reaching out to touch her. But she was nothing more than mist and memory. She slipped through his fingers, leaving behind the taste of tart citrus in black, sugared tea.” THE WRITING IS SO BEAUTIFUL I could cry 😭❤️
— Nov 15, 2025 12:36PM
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