Alexander Corby on Nostr: #WordWeavers 12/7 What were the smells in the last scene you wrote? From this ...
#WordWeavers 12/7 What were the smells in the last scene you wrote?
From this morning:
The smell of freshly cut and sanded wood.
Birch smoke.
Honeyed bread and roasted venison.
lingering smell of blood and bile.
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