Home is not home in the presence of a man.
Closeups + lineart :
im so sorry
This is a distorted photo of myself...
But somehow it captured a glimpse into my inner alien, my inner freak, the creature of isolation. A being inside of me that was always uninvited from existence. The ultimate weirdo, the essential outcast.
Once upon a time i hid this being and i shun every idea of embracing it. Now i lay down my defense, open the capsule i’ve hidden the creature in, and i’ve bared my soul.
I know they’re losing and I pay for my place￼ by the ring.
nononono how did i end up back here
Hail night time fury for a time has passed to come. Open within one another asvyou turn towards the forest. Encircle the trees through thorns of metallic acid, glimmers of souls abound. Bark shatters and splits as new growth forces its way into the sky. Moonlit sunsets settle in the horizon as the clouds come to rest. An ever-changing world filled with colours and unrest. Deeper within the wood is a being of clover and stone, a mountain from long ago. Time has taken it massivness as payment for deeds left undone. Build the fire and fuel it with fallen aspens, smoke sigils in tempest skys.