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Un jour, il ne restera plus rien de ces bouches qui maudissent
Rien de ces horizons flous qui jaunissent
Plus rien de nos mères, de nos fils, de mon disque
Il ne restera rien d'ces volcans qui vomissent
Et puis plus un seul écho de l'orage qui tonne
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✨Melinoë, Herald of Thebes, Destroyer of Men.✨
4:6 In their chambers, she takes out their eyes
and daub her breasts with their blood.
4:8 In their entrails she is shown,
The Queen and the Wolf, the gold on her lips. https://t.co/uEjihnWTT1
If you’re so sure (afterlife)
or A balm for death (entropy)
Idea about black sand and time. Starts with holding a handful of black sand and with it relaxed fingers lets it slip through. As more sand accumulates person grows more and more panicked trying to collect the sand in their hand. Eventually falling to the floor to pull a pile toward them.
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Into the void
Steyn Viljoen • 20 cards
You carry the hopes of humanity into the realm of the eternal.
Rick Riordan • Sea of Monsters, The (Percy Jackson and the Olympians, Book 2)
fragment of overnight render:
"saga series about life and death. men and women, nature and machines, gods and animals, all meet here - for love, war and oblivion."
full version https://t.co/VjrsRgb6Mv
colab on https://t.co/NF4mSwC0qF
sound: Otzepenevshiye "Hypothese №1" https://t.co/M8wlICOJnu
vadim epsteinx.com