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Apr 28
✦A Myth in Three Voices

“Some are born in fire, some in glow—
But a few are born where time folds slow.”

✦ Prologue
In the space between dusk and night,
between fire’s retreat and silver’s rise,
there exists a being born not of one,
but of both.

Neither fully light, nor wholly shadow,
Virelai is the Betweenborn—
a flicker at the edge of touch,
a breath the cosmos forgot to hold.

This is the lament, the whisper,
and the answer of three souls
who move but never meet—
bound by longing,
divided by time.
#thought
Finally—I’ve now given voice to all three: the Sun, the Moon, and Virelai. Each with their longing, their perspective, and their impossible nearness.
Nitin Pandey
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Nitin Pandey  24/M/In observation
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