"Carcass of what once was.
Idea of what could have been.
Some say, she can be seen wandering around in the mist among her own graves.
Still searching for It."
All I can give is fragments of my soul. An odé to my apathy, yet frustration, mine and her pain and worlds, bleeding into each other, intertwining, eventually the feeling of lost and giving up, as one wanders among their own mistakes, dreams, hopes, lost purpose and opportunities, burying them deeply under the ground. All these past lifes and emotions, that no longer present, whilst the graveyard keeps growing, stretching behind the horizon as far as you can see.
Yet you are still there, still wandering, glowing as a lonely menacing beacon from the far distance among this pile, what once have been you.
Sometimes I can hear her low frustrated growl, with notes of sadness, even fear. All I can promise her is more time, but she doesn't trust me. Neither do I.
[Music: "A Perfect Circle - Passive"]
Funny to have a favourite song throughout years in your playlist, but never actually "listening" to what is being sang, until at some point it just "clicks" deeply within you.
Some "Silent Hill" ambient is also a great choice to listen, while wandering among own graves: ["Zerofuturism - 4 Hour Silent Hill Ambient"]
Idea of what could have been.
Some say, she can be seen wandering around in the mist among her own graves.
Still searching for It."
All I can give is fragments of my soul. An odé to my apathy, yet frustration, mine and her pain and worlds, bleeding into each other, intertwining, eventually the feeling of lost and giving up, as one wanders among their own mistakes, dreams, hopes, lost purpose and opportunities, burying them deeply under the ground. All these past lifes and emotions, that no longer present, whilst the graveyard keeps growing, stretching behind the horizon as far as you can see.
Yet you are still there, still wandering, glowing as a lonely menacing beacon from the far distance among this pile, what once have been you.
Sometimes I can hear her low frustrated growl, with notes of sadness, even fear. All I can promise her is more time, but she doesn't trust me. Neither do I.
[Music: "A Perfect Circle - Passive"]
Funny to have a favourite song throughout years in your playlist, but never actually "listening" to what is being sang, until at some point it just "clicks" deeply within you.
Some "Silent Hill" ambient is also a great choice to listen, while wandering among own graves: ["Zerofuturism - 4 Hour Silent Hill Ambient"]
Category Artwork (Digital) / Gore / Macabre Art
Species Wolf
Gender Female
Size 1354 x 2721px
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