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Love unseen beneath the clear night sky

Recently finished "Love Unseen Beneath the Clear Night Sky" and wow... easily one of my top 3 romance anime of all time. It’s been a while since a show made me cry this hard. Has anyone else watched this yet? 🌌❤️

Noxaria my book

Noxaria Lamas never imagined that books could hide pathways to unknown worlds. Everything changes when he discovers a mysterious library known as La Soglia, a place where stories seem to hold secrets far beyond the written word. Through the pages of forgotten books, Lamas ventures into… read more

The Blindfold of Love

Love weaves a blindfold soft and tight To shade the harsh and heavy light It blurs the line of what is real And guards the fragile things we feel But when you peek beneath the lace The truth unmasks a different face The disguises fall, the illusions break And leave a quiet, burning ache Yet sight… read more

Beneath the Surface Tension 🌊✨

There is a delicate boundary between keeping it together and letting everything flow. My piece explores that exact tension—where structured, precise features meet the unpredictable, fluid nature of watercolor. For me, the vibrant, striking eye makeup acts as a mask of color, representing the… read more

Starting again, not from zero

Losing an account means losing a place where your work, conversations, and ideas have accumulated. Rebuilding that space is strange — especially when the work itself never stopped. So, rather than simply reintroducing myself, I want to make something clear about what I do here. I'm an independent… read more

A midnight ocean

Some souls were never meant to be loved halfway. 🌙 She is the midnight ocean — beautiful, mysterious, and deeper than most will ever understand. She feels everything intensely, loves without holding back, and carries storms beneath her silence. She was never too much; she was simply too deep for… read more

Some thoughts this early Sunday morning walk🖤🥀

Beneath the breath of a sleeping sky, where forgotten shadows lie, the spiders weave what eyes can't see— silken secrets of eternity.🕸️🖤🥀

What Blooms Within

Bent beneath the weight of the world, he still carries a thousand flowers in his chest.

The Last Watch

Even in rest, Mack guards the one beneath the covers.

Road

Leaves by Elsie N. Brady How silently they tumble down And come to rest upon the ground To lay a carpet, rich and rare, Beneath the trees without a care, Content to sleep, their work well done, Colors gleaming in the sun. At other times, they wildly fly Until they nearly reach the sky. Twisting,… read more

Emerald Embrace

When springtime wakes the sleeping ground, And verdant life begins to sprout, My heart with joy does then abound, Dispelling every trace of doubt. It paints the leaves on every tree, A calming balm for weary eyes, This hue that sets my spirit free, Reflecting hope beneath the skies. From mossy… read more

Lyrics

A lot of artists never get to hold the title, Too busy living their lives in survival. So much talent, so much left unseen, Buried beneath the weight of basic needs.

The true color of autumn

Hidden beneath the green leaves, this beautiful pumpkin is soaking up the last autumn sun. Nature’s perfect recipe for a warm, cozy soup!

Tabula rasa

I could have become a monster. Broken soul, like so many people before me. I could have become a destroyer of worlds. I could have drowned myself in the pleasures of this world, sunk beneath my own destruction. But I chose to create. To create spaces. To shape worlds. For all the evil I have… read more

Into the unknown

Every path has a story, but the ones beneath the trees always feel the most magical. Where does this one lead?

Always a work in progress

I've learned that my mind doesn't always take the conventional route. I'm curious, introspective, and drawn to understanding things beneath the surface rather than accepting the easiest explanation. Sometimes that curiosity becomes overthinking, and sometimes I spend more time analyzing life than… read more

Buried beneath the earth… and far too large to be human.

Collapse

For years, I built walls. Stone by stone, cemented by the betrayals of those I once loved. Every single time someone hurt me, I added another layer. I spent most of my life in absolute, unmoving solitude. And you know what? I became proud of it. It was my territory. My fortress. I didn’t know… read more

Part 1

​"What happens beneath the surface during an episode? INOCA is characterized by two primary culprits: Epicardial Coronary Artery Vasospasms and Coronary Microvascular Spasms. This condition aswell as untreated mild sleep apena ( at no fault of my own as I was told I didn't need treatment) caused my… read more

🌨️🌂

Through every rainy day, you still walk alone beneath your umbrella. Through every chilly night, I still curl up alone in the cold. You’re lonely, and I’m lonely too. We’re both wandering through this little lonely world. So… why don’t we hold hands? You don’t have a lover, and I don’t have… read more

My lord knows💔

Sometimes I feel like if I could just vanish for a little while, maybe I would feel better. Simply disappear from this familiar world. From all the noise around me. From people’s expectations, their questions, their explanations and the constant need to make myself understood. I want to go… read more

Purrfessor of Quantum Meowchanics

Every object you touch is mostly empty space, held together by forces you cannot see. The table beneath your hands never truly meets your skin; electromagnetic forces resist the approach of atoms. What you call solid is an agreement between invisible fields, a persistent illusion of resistance. You… read more

A love letter written by nature itself

Some places feel like a love letter written by nature itself. Found this rustic bench today, tucked beneath a canopy of oak leaves, looking out over a peaceful, golden clearing. The autumn colors are just starting to paint the ferns in warm shades of orange and green. I’ve spent hours here, just… read more

THE RETURN

She was never becoming someone else. She was learning how to return to herself. I was a girl before I understood what being a girl was supposed to mean. And somehow, the instructions arrived before I did. There were already rules waiting for me. How to sit. How to dress. How to speak. How much of… read more

Honored judge...!

I believe you know human nature well. After all, your courtroom sees it all. A person’s nature is what it is, and the court must do what it must do. I respect your wisdom, and I trust you studied the law to judge everyone fairly. For honor is honor, and power is power. Let the record show that I am… read more

Poetry

The Cathedral at the Bottom of the Glass I used to think the bottom of the bottle was a mirror. A little black cathedral sealed beneath the amber, where my soul could kneel before itself and confess everything it had buried alive. But I don't see a reflection there anymore. I see ruins. A… read more

"Rose Made Of Blood"

She was born a flower, but the world placed thorns beneath her petals. She hated the red— until someone looked at her as though she were beautiful. She mistook his eyes for love, not knowing they were only her reflection. He touched her thorns, bled, and she blamed herself for the wound. So she… (edited) read more

First light

🌄🍃A peaceful moment beneath the leaves.

Blessed Beneath the Clouds 🙏☁️

Where the skies turn serene and the temple stands divine, every moment feels closer to peace.

Tree

When I think about transience and what remains behind us, I always remember this thought: Let the body in the ground be a grain, and let the soul move into a tree... into the silence of its rings. Look around you. We live in a world where, like a woven spiderweb, all faces and all names have become… read more

Becoming

“Becoming” By: Daniel I am tired, But not of breathing. Not of mornings. Not of the way light still Finds its way through cracks I didn’t know I had. I am tired of guessing Where the ground will hold, Of carrying maps that no longer match The roads beneath my feet. I don’t know what love will… read more

A Lone Wolf’s Snow Dune (it doesn’t have a good ending guys)

A lone wolf lived in a vast, cold forest. He had no path to follow, no place to go, and no one by his side. He wandered through the snow, searching for a way to survive the long winter. When all hope seemed lost, he saw a bright star shining in the sky. Its light filled him with hope. He thought,… (edited) read more

Crimson and Gold's Whisper

The hills ignite in fire's embrace, A painted dream on nature's face. A vibrant blush, a golden gleam, Reflecting life in autumn's stream. Through silent peaks, a song takes flight, A whispered tune, both soft and light. The wind, a voice of rustling leaves, The mountain's heart, it gently… read more

Poem for the day

I used to think the bottom of the bottle was a mirror. A little black cathedral sealed beneath the amber, where my soul could kneel before itself and confess everything it had buried alive. But I don't see a reflection there anymore. I see ruins. A shattered cathedral inside a shattered… read more

Lady of the lake.

"Do you wish to breathe, little maggot?" she asked in a clear, soft voice. One eye significantly larger than the other. Arms of different sizes extended from her head and limbs, some grasping and reaching, others gently waving and wafting through the air. Her skin looked like glass with narrow… read more

What Remains After the Silence

I am the rest of something gone, a fading spark beneath the rain The dawn arrives, but not the dawn that once knew how to numb the pain I move through thoughts that twist, like a maze I built without a map I lose myself at every end, then wake again inside the trap I search for truths I cannot… (edited) read more

An unknown aircraft was recovered beneath a field.