"Back in Black" Collection

Roses bloom in realms where secrets entwine, A minx of shadows, where whispers align. Gothic tendrils, like vines of obsidian, Enshroud the enigma, where the shadows begin.

With a mask, a rabbit‘s guise she wears, Tribal echoes in the moonlit airs. Gothic symphony, a dance of the night, In the masquerade, where shadows take flight.

10430 x 14745 px / 350 dpi. Method: Freehand Digital Illustration with Mixed Media