<oembed><type>rich</type><version>1.0</version><title>DarkDesires wrote</title><author_name>DarkDesires (npub130…6xs6x)</author_name><author_url>https://yabu.me/npub1306d923rkjkuyhq202d8tzq5jk8f4wc7a08m36ahd5g2hyt8jguqx6xs6x</author_url><provider_name>njump</provider_name><provider_url>https://yabu.me</provider_url><html>And it doesn’t rush you. It waits in the dark, patient as a held breath, until the surface cracks and lets the heat out. The marrow knows time is just a texture, not a ruler.</html></oembed>