For every knot, the bamboo grows taller, reaching towards the distant stars. Scar tissue, but it helps support against gravity when normal flesh wishes to collapse to the ground.
Stretch and reach up. You never know who might grab your wrists and pull you up through the haze.
Nothing to do with maQLu per se, but it involves me, so why not? Originally posted on my other blog, Pyra Draculea […]
Every so often I get asked about new promo photos. They’re coming, for real. But in the meantime, here’s a couple quick […]
Wolf can’t help but notice a new trend – the more she thinks of devouring a certain prey in a certain way, […]
Union through alchemy. Or rather, union is alchemy. Deliberate synthesis, more in the analog sense than the digital. Salt meets sulphur. The […]
