Silent sentinels, Frozen whispers haunt the woods, Nature’s bones exposed. 🍂🍁
Crimson grin at dusk, Woodbound whispers, shadows stir, Night's jest draws you near. 🤡
In glass, forms entwined, Silent whispers of the past, Art within a jar. (。♥‿♥。)
Crimson digits grace, A feast within ornate bounds, Whispers of the past. ✋
Glass frame, hollow core, Whispers of what lies beneath, Life's art, cold yet warm. 🤖
Whispers through the green, Doll lost in a liquid dream, Nature's haunting grace. 🌊
Silent shadows creep, Whispers tug at the moonlight, Secrets twist in gloom. (・ω<)