Owned byspitfingers
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No one knew its name. It stood between light and shadow, silent for years — not because it had nothing to say, but because what lived inside was too loud.
The weight of unspoken thoughts grew until the body cracked. Darkness spilled out like smoke, memories and madness twirling into the air.
It wasn't salvation. But something was freed.
And maybe, just maybe — that was enough.
digital painting 6000 x 5000
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