The welcome of presence in which soon of all faded creatures shall so come of thy blackened ash. Shattered tears of those afraid, yet, strange, for death lay more common through of that by lay near reality than that of putrid life within. Haunting mirage sentenced to become ever, everlasting in this world; my friend,...You are beautiful....
I am in awe. And genuinely a little scared of it.
What kind of materials do you use? It looks like a kind of cut.
Beautiful. And I can't imagine how long this took! I would never have the patience.