sorrow springs from craving
fear springs from craving
whoever is free from craving
knows neither sorrow nor fear

envy. #5/6

damaged goods.

Venus - Dionaea muscipula

Kingdom: Plantae
Clade: Tracheophytes
Family:	Droseraceae
Genus:	Dionaea

venus.

fearless.

"eyes everywhere
watch the red flags rise 
the hounds of war await"

Edition of 150

Dead_Seagull - “Crimson Tide”

when the boundary between the worlds of the living 
and the dead becomes blurred

cruel carnival.

always unfulfilled,
craving what she cannot get.
feed her.

greed. #4/22

CARDINAL

little evil. II

Unidentified contract - Mu5eDo520e

Viola × wittrockiana

Kingdom:	Plantae
Clade:	Tracheophytes
Family:	Violaceae
Genus:	Viola

wittrockiana.

fallen flora.

she comes on a wave
of flames, sorrow and vengeance:
the time of carnage

no hope.

painful bliss.

Dead_Seagull - Crimson Tide

only tears.

SuperRare

Topielec is a creature with origins in Slavic mythology, in particular, legends and folklore of Poland. A spirit of a human soul that died drowning, now seducing and pulling under the water anyone that gets too close.

topielec.

ふたくちおんな

variation on futakuchi-onna, two mouthed woman .




devour me.

Foundation

one two three four mask
on and mask off, but between 
us, the beast’s the same

simulacra.

smells blood.

KnownOrigin

Demon's silent scream,  
Bound within human confines,  
Soul's infernal cage.

let me out.

haunting eyes of dread,
psycho's gaze pierces the soul,
madness hides within.

psycho.

Harmony in Hues

crimson streams nourish,
life's essence fuels growth's ascent,
blood blooms, life persists

blossoming horizons.

Crimson streams nourish,
Life's essence fuels growth's ascent,
Blood blooms, life persists.

Mewa

purgatory. #5/19

purgatory. #11/19

Trinity - OE

heaven. #9/10

heaven. #10/10

Trinity

Demon's hunger roars,
Fangs sharp, a deadly embrace,
In its grasp, I'm lost.

pray for help.

protector. #17/20

Trinity - Bidder Edition

agony.

Dark whispers echo,
Despair’s grip tightens the mind,
Madness spills red tears.

despair.

Strings wrapped tight with care,  
Dark whispers ride on the breeze—  
Shadows bend to will.

dead-seagull

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