An icy love by fire knashed, her tears for him a dulcy aere. A farewell kiss from lealfast drake. Or will the flower splay her flaps, contract and birth a world defaced? Or will her thornish sword be snapt, the flower broken for the vase? The world will meet a tangled end, betwixt its voul, labrynthin roots.
I tried to make some textures like the ones I use on my edits, so they’re very colorful! There’s 5 900x600 textures included in this. Credit is not required, but likes/reblogs are greatly appreciated! And a big thanks to Mel and Isa from The Peril for their light texture.