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Chaos Butterfly

Locking In

Final Wingspan

Hea11ng Ca11

Fight or Flight

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ONE WINGED ANGEL RADIO WITH VANCOUVER LEGENDS LETS GO

ONE WINGED ANGEL with SOUR GOUT, 300ofu, THEGN, MATT TECSON

@iseeflame "Vultures & Thorns" [IC006]

The exosphere of old cycle scavengers predate the plunge of the serpent rider back into the abyss. Scintillating through the descent. Drawing back the obsidian arrows – straight through the heart.

In which where their bones of iridescent scales once lay; shall I the same. Wild stallions upon ethaxian plains. Mercenary mechatronic heatseek stampedes hone in on mutant carbon-based cruelties with circlets of red-dot iron sights.

In flames; be fauna, xae, and all flora. Engulfed. Forgotten in transliminality. Within these crystal tears, leads for the keeper of eyes to glisten. Hidden shrouds. Carcass amidst.

“I contemplate the soil as a wayward shadow which
The sun of the living excites (heats) not the dead.”

Ascension: for the moonstone jewels compose the crown of the crescent bride, bequeathed upon spirals of locks. On the thrusted skies, we would get nourished upon the source; the chariot of dawn to bask in the eternal solar ponds; suspended in light.

The phial and the blade.

Vultures and thorns.

art cover by lyfegain
words by E.E

Hea11ng Ca11

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