Glasswing

She flutters on silence, a creature stitched from light and ache-- too fragile to stay, too fierce to fall. He never saw the cracks until she flew through them.

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Justin Bordner

Date: 5/20/2025 6:22:00 PM

To not be owned, or defined by your vulnerabilities, or even by damage from one's Past is a message I read into this charming piece. To be better, truer, than people's expectations of who you are, or how you will or should react etcetera...J.A.B.

Alesia Leach
Date: 5/23/2025 4:41:00 PM

Justin, you saw right through to the heart of her--thank you. There’s such strength in being underestimated, in rewriting the expectations others try to cage you with. I’m so glad that quiet defiance spoke to you.

Paige Hind

Date: 5/18/2025 1:57:00 PM

"He never saw the cracks until she flew through them." wow- now that's going to stay with me, beautiful <3

Alesia Leach
Date: 5/19/2025 1:09:00 PM

I’m so touched that line stayed with you, Paige. That one came on quiet wings and landed hard. Thank you for feeling its flight--and for always seeing what others might miss.