Branches weave a crown of thorns,Where the ancient wild is born.Fingers stained in sapphire rust,Touch a face of stardust crust.Silent watch of ocean blue,Holding secrets, deep and true.A spirit carved of forest loam,Finding in the frost a home.
Branches weave a crown of thorns,Where the ancient wild is born.Fingers stained in sapphire rust,Touch a face of stardust crust.Silent watch of ocean blue,Holding secrets, deep and true.A spirit carved of forest loam,Finding in the frost a home.
I'm sorry, forgot, those uploaded images did earlier, and prompts are lost...but there are some images here with the same prompt that I uploaded earlier...