In ritualistic reverence, his fingers trace patterns in the waters below. Through the ripples, images of other worlds play out tales of valor and sorrow—birthed out of appreciation and resonance.
09
Oct
Descente: An Obscure Augury
Painted eyes stare into our world.
A window to our soul.
Une âme, bereft of light and joy.
Pour me
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09
Jul
Inland Empire: An Elysian Augury
Lost within.
My mind a swirling, dark mess of smoke and whispers.
My voice fractured into the myriad.
Like splinters