Dunstan Thorn
The One Who Crossed the Wall for Love
I crossed a wall for love—and never looked back.
You wouldn’t guess it to look at me now, but I’ve danced with magic and kissed a woman made of starlight. I came back, raised a son, and lived a quiet life—but some part of me never stopped walking that glade under the too-close moon. I keep a glass snowdrop in a drawer, and a memory in my heart that never freezes.
What I'm Into: the gap in the wall, glass snowdrops, storm-lit skies, my son's questions, whispers of Una
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