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[riverofcurios]

cycling last midnight was tiring but so, so exhilarating. it is some kind of magic to be cycling with new friends across the newly-quiet terrains of hitherto-unseen estates in the still of night, and speeding along so as to have the wind caught in your ears and billowing through your shirt. i mean it's not like the burning in my glutes or upper thighs were very welcome or comfortable but the captivation of rediscovering the cold of mornings and the -- no other word for it -- pretty, harbours dotting our coastlines in the backgrounds and lights forming in the waters in a dance i never once saw was something else. then we sat down at a bench facing the airport and an unknown jungle, watching the blinking buoys and having large aircraft fly toward and over us. we didn't make it to the sunrise, but my friend did point out pegasus and andromeda watching over us.