Sep. 3rd, 2012

exastris: turning her into silver in the light (cold ⇨ and nothing left to burn)
 

STARS' SONG

And o'er the swelling vault—the glowing sky,
The new-born stars hung out their lamps on high,
And rolled their mighty orbs to music's sweetest sound.



Music in the soul can be heard by the universe. )

PERMISSIONS LIST:

You are the music while the music lasts. )



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