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Skin softens into silken hills and half-light rivulets brush tides across blurred horizons; words betray space only to sculpt wonder anew. - Eveline James Skin softens into silken hills and half-light rivulets brush tides across blurred horizons; words betray space only to sculpt wonder anew. - Eveline James Skin softens into silken hills and half-light rivulets brush tides across blurred horizons; words betray space only to sculpt wonder anew. - Eveline James