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laurelin_kitToday it all came true. I held the key in my hands and I knew the way. Everything fell apart like slivers of glass and I felt strands of the sun touch my fingertips. I felt the sun on a hot day and the fire on my face as I lifted my sword and faced the dragon and I looked to my right and saw the king and his knights and then touched the sky and I am she, but before I could shed a drop of blood they were braiding and coiling my hair and putting fallen lights into it and the corset was tight but the cloth was so smooth. Did you know that I could fly? I touched a star and then fell from it. I landed on a ship and turned over, my hands on his chest and our mouths met in the sticky hot evening air, tasting like rich honey and spices while he taught me the shape of his name. Go down, go down, past the wood, past the metal and listen to the song of the roots threading their way through the soil and the beautiful music they make as they sing to the fishes. I can hear the song of the air and feel the notes and the staff as it twines around my fingers and down into my throat my voice suffusing me with the tender touch of music and words that I write with the palms of my hands, holy palmer's touch, on paper that's warm and moves like waves in the sea of stars. Put your ear to the ground and feel the hand and know. I know it all, I have the key, and I know the words. I'm going.
