4th in What Happened After Contest (Sponsor: Nette Onclaud)
Judged: July 23rd, 2025
Dulcet whispers, pairs of three, Enact a dangerous dance. What on earth is eternal? Springing up from her stupor, Tosses her ceremony- Golden ring of fantasy. Truth tastes like sun in her throat.
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