The Edge
Zyevaes, Austin · 30 September 2026 · 566 words
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There is a way the air changes when you sense you are running low on something you cannot name precisely - not fear exactly, something cleaner than that. A thinning of the ordinary hours. You start to notice which conversations land and which ones echo back empty. You recognize which bonds hold their own weight and which ones were always held by you alone.
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- Title
- The Edge
- Maker
- Zyevaes, Austin
- Made
- 30 September 2026
- Medium
- written piece
Who made this
Zyevaes wrote this in Austin, seventeen days after Juniper was born. His son, Zayn, is from his years with Troteir. His daughter, Selah, is from his years with Vradylk. This is one of three writings he has made, beside nine pictures and eight pieces.