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MissSarahElizabeth

Dramatic Poetry

  • Cracking Ice

    Bittersweet wind, crispstinging my facenumb to the watery tearsfreezing on my rosy cheek.A step on cracked icewith a pother of snowaround my bodice.I could stand and fallor run to see ...

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Oh, Brightlord Tumul! How unexpected it is to see you standing there! I didn't mean to insult your stupidity. Really, it's quite spectacular and worthy of much praise.
— Wit (The Way of Kings by Brandon Sanderson)