Nadir Axiom
A fleeting Fata Morgana that transmutes the deadly shiver of existence into the chrysopoeic alchemy of the infinite, where the boundaries of time and space are but a mere illusion.
Copyright © Beatrix Macabre | Year Posted 2024
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