Brilliant, mellow, warm light, the elephant grass lifts its emerald green swords waving slowly in the dancing wind. An amber red atlas moth with its owl-eye wings glides along the blades with exhilarating pride.
Amids the elephant grass a sliver whispering stream. The moth deeps it feet to take a taste , skipping along the cool silky surface with grace.
Bright, crimson heat. The elephant grass bends their rusty blades in retreat. A stagnant pool sits among decaying roots where a winglike creature bows lifelessly still. Diaphanous kites of spider mesh hugging tightly for the ****
All in the tentacles of time.
Jul 28, 2020
Jul 28, 2020 at 9:31 AM UTC
Brilliant, mellow, warm light, the elephant grass lifts its emerald green swords waving slowly in the dancing wind. An amber red atlas moth with its owl-eye wings glides along the blades with exhilarating pride.
Amids the elephant grass a sliver whispering stream. The moth deeps it feet to take a taste , skipping along the cool silky surface with grace.
Bright, crimson heat. The elephant grass bends their rusty blades in retreat. A stagnant pool sits among decaying roots where a winglike creature bows lifelessly still. Diaphanous kites of spider mesh hugging tightly for the ****
All in the tentacles of time.
