Bound to the beast. Lying in its rotten limbs. Overwhelmed by these gorgeous shapes. An unknown fascination. Unable to stop to stare at its nonexistent stars. A solitary piece of music is born in a moonless night.
Bound to the beast. Lying in its rotten limbs. Overwhelmed by these gorgeous shapes. An unknown fascination. Unable to stop to stare at its nonexistent stars. A solitary piece of music is born in a moonless night.