Forwarded from Of Tints and Homes: Greesacht Familia
𓍯𓄼 .. (#GreesArtSanctuary)
Gleaming—umber piece o’ welded
hardwood, serving stand for glamorous
painting displayed in the museum.
with finest dye greatest, carving entire moment of life sadness and happiness. particular by particular added with each brushstroke, creating genuine beauty that looks just like the original. “who sees the human face correctly: the photographer, the mirror, or the painter?” Pablo Picasso..🪶 ꫶ࣺ᭮᭰
𓍯𓄼 .. (#GreesArtSanctuary)
Gleaming—umber piece o’ welded
hardwood, serving stand for glamorous
painting displayed in the museum.
with finest dye greatest, carving entire moment of life sadness and happiness. particular by particular added with each brushstroke, creating genuine beauty that looks just like the original. “who sees the human face correctly: the photographer, the mirror, or the painter?” Pablo Picasso..
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ㅤㅤㅤPROCLAMATION FOR JUBILEE (ⓘ.)
Triskelions from bonds who sheathe the liminal interstice between bloom and blight. We abstruse amalgam clawborne elegists, pause our migration through arborescent oubliettes to reify in golden pupils and riven affections. On this votive orbit of your entwinement—@TheEldraeth, @TheNorbury, @Tyunthera, and @JUEUNYX. —we intone phrasmancy underneath marrow moons. Your confraternal magnetism soar through our pith-dark silence and wither unuttered ardor. Thereabout, your monthiversary is not time’s tally, but also chronotethered sanctum and feral vows relit. We entreat to your pact our selenolatric genuflection, the augury shaped in vein. May your revenant kinship ignite further happiness, deeper marrowtide, and vaster threnodies.
ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ Lunargent Abyss,
ㅤㅤ ㅤㅤㅤ @TheWyrmharrow