#╳┊𝖺𝗌𝗁𝖾𝗌 & 𝖽𝗎𝗌𝗍 {𝖺𝖾𝗌𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗍𝗂𝖼}

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[for ana]: indigo: like the shadows that drape you at twilight, this color is an echo of the world's last whispers before it surrenders to the night. it is the color of secrets buried beneath layers of fractured memory, of eyes that have seen too much, too soon. here lies a solitude worn so easily, a shade too deep for comfort, too alluring for peace, watch it as it haunts the edges of every breath. it is the twilight sky; a vast, endless stretch of mystery, inviting yet unreachable, it's presence both calming and foreboding, like the final hues of daylight sinking beyond reach. hemlock: a beauty veiled in shadows, alluring yet edged with a lethal grace. this flower stands among others like a bloom in poisonous splendor, elegance etched into every line, every gaze, masking the bitter roots of the past. it captivates, but there is a warning in its quiet poise. its presence intoxicating, its touch a danger few would survive. fog - laden moorland: a quiet enigma woven into the very fog that conceals the earth. vast and untamed, a stretch of haunted solitude where shadows dance and silence reigns. few would dare to follow into this place — where the damp earth breathes, the mist obscures, and the horizon blurs into dreams and forgotten memories. bleeding heart: a flower in perpetual bloom, its soul adorned with petals that drip sorrow like crimson tears. watch as it bears the weight of unhealed wounds, each one an echo of love lost and trust betrayed. its beauty is tinged with melancholia, a fragile reminder of what has been broken beyond repair. yet you will find a softness to its sorrow, an ache that sways with the gentleness of this flower in the wind. forget not; its roots run deep, anchoring it to a pain it cannot fully release, now wrapped in layers of quiet suffering. a snow leopard: a creature of cold elegance and untamed solitude, its beauty hidden within the wild places where few dare to tread. this great cat moves through life, slipping through veils of snow, quiet and elusive, each step as soundless as a memory. it is a shadow on the edge of your vision, a beauty whose strength is woven from silence and sorrow, whose every glance holds the chill of winter and the promise of a world few will ever know.

@mysticdeath WHAT DO YOU ASSOCIATE MY MUSE WITH? (  colors, animals, places, flowers, songs etc literally anything that reminds you of them or their aesthetic  )

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[for caleb]: a stag: a creature on a misty ridge, a figure cloaked in solitary resilience, majestic and quiet in his strength. it bears its scars as antlers, each line of pain and endurance adding to its silent grace. in harsh conditions, it endures with patient dignity, a sentinel in the wilderness, standing tall against the trials that would bring others low. its presence is a rare sight, a quiet force of nature that speaks of strength earned through solitude, of beauty that grows only in the heart of the wild. rust: the color of an ancient warrior’s scars, a burnished hue that speaks of battles fought and a life weathered by the trials of time. it is a color that bears the warmth of fires that once raged within, now softened yet not extinguished, like armor forged and then aged with honor. beneath its hardened surface lies a quiet ember, a warmth that endures despite the elements, tempered by pain but polished by resilience. it is a testament, a subtle richness in one's gaze that hints at strength gained from the slow endurance of storms long passed. a splitting mountain pass: a place where the rugged path diverges under a gray, unforgiving sky. each route a choice weighted by risk and consequence. the keeper of crossroads, a solitary sentinel over paths that promise no easy return. one direction leads to safety, the other to peril, but both are lined with the sharp edges of the mountain's unforgiving stones. the mountain endures, onward and forward, its endurance and strength forming the very rock beneath — a silent guide at the divide, its presence both warning and invitation. watch as the mountain wind howls through the divide as if echoing a question only the brave can answer. steel gray: the color of resolve, the unyielding strength carried with a quiet, almost indomitable ease. like a blade that’s seen countless battles, it is a hue that is steady and resilient as forged metal, its presence as unwavering as the mountains under a storm - laden sky. the color of both shield and sword, subdued in manner yet holding a silent power within. a color that neither flaunts nor falters. it will rest over you like the calm before the storm, a testament to the quiet fortitude worn as the truest armor. thistle: a flower that stands proud amid barren soil, sharp - edged and unbreakable, a beauty veiled in its strength. it thrives where others falter, woven with the roughness of survival, a fortress of thorns that keeps all but the worthy at bay. it knows the ins and outs of harsh conditions, each trial shapes its defenses. but beneath the prickling armor lies a rare and rugged beauty, a strength that neither withers nor yields, rooted deeply in ground.

@mysticdeath WHAT DO YOU ASSOCIATE MY MUSE WITH? (  colors, animals, places, flowers, songs etc literally anything that reminds you of them or their aesthetic  )

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                  I’m  better  as  a  concept,  aren’t  I?

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