by jules_ » Mon May 06, 2019 1:11 pm
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username: julibee
name: Hei
gender: male
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--------His fingers were sore, cut with thin lines from the threads he pulled across them. Each was thinner than a strand of--------hair and could only be deteced by their faint sheen in the dim moonlight. His eyes and hands had stopped aching--------long ago, so much time spent weaving under the moon had made living in the daylight unbearable and the threads--------had all but erased the lines of his fingerprints. --------It may have seemed perfectly insane, weaving something so miniscule it would take centuries.
--------And centuries it did take, and had taken. He stopped remembering his age after the first century. Two more, and--------the name his parents had given him long ago faded from his mind. Here he had sat for hundreds of years,--------and would remain for hundreds more. Yet, if anyone would stop in the night and peer past his calloused hands--------moving in ancient rhythms into his work, they would see what had fixated his eyes all this time.
--------Little pieces of hopes, memories, wishes written in tiny thread. What was and what was yet to come, bits of an--------eternity stretching out forever in either direction weaved into a tapestry of a story.--------✁
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jules_ on Tue May 14, 2019 5:43 am, edited 26 times in total.