despite the dark

The stars each burned a fiery explosion of billowing flames, a sea of energy and light, storming madly, pouring forth across the cosmos to tickle him as he lay in bed and tried to sleep, lulling him with a kiss of distant time, spurring him to live and burn, despite the cold, despite the dark.

Lord Malinov, Flowers of Malinov

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Lord Malinov, literary author, bon vivant, rogue romantic poet
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