@mooncaught ❤’d
wind swept stars like freckles behind grains of wheat, across a night sky so vast the gaze is sucked in and consumed whole. a soothing form: there was something slow in the air that brought nostalgia, permeating pores and drawing moisture into thick lungs.
a warmth spread through his chest, gentle breaths breaking through his delusions and daydreams.
“ — huh ? ”















