"You're a small thing and you are drenched in wonderful details!"
Another perfect night. Rain has come, the heater is out and my stomach hurts from good food and even better dessert. Just me, Bokki and small green tendrils that bend and swirl through a pollinated landscape like a Tim Burton skyline.
Further affirmation: Form is Void
Who else is starting their Solstice mead stockpile early?
Another perfect night. Rain has come, the heater is out and my stomach hurts from good food and even better dessert. Just me, Bokki and small green tendrils that bend and swirl through a pollinated landscape like a Tim Burton skyline.
Further affirmation: Form is Void
Who else is starting their Solstice mead stockpile early?
thebeliever:
That art is strangely pleasing. I guess it's supposed to be disturbing...I'm not sure what it says about me that I like it a lot; in the same way that I like Lovecraft. Frightening or twisted things made beautiful.