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Sun Reverie
Light as daily landlord.
The sun does not love you. It shines — heat invoice, shadow receipt, solstice longest day proving the sky keeps its own calendar.
Respite is real: dappled light, shade as negotiation, skin learning limit.
Divinity is declined. Force is accurate. You lift your gaze because the alternative is darker in ways not poetic.
The ball of fire sets anyway. You are still here.
JV · Dark Heart Labs