Even more Six

Silence replaces words, end or beginning?

Strap on the pack, skyward ho!

Single hair, it broke her heart.

Shattered mug, then a tail disappears.

Sand spills across, what will remain?

Be still, you cannot outrun this.

Bound by pattern, until it breaks.

Black hat doesn’t make a villain.

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