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2024: Harry Clarke’s cover art for: Happy new year 2024

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Harry Clarke’s cover art for: Happy new year 2024
[kupka] We embody wisdom, the connection so strong, Between humanity and earth, in this ancient song. Oh, kulu natume, dance of gods so true, Celebrate the harvest, in rhythms we move,
[kupka] We embody wisdom, the connection so strong, Between humanity and earth, in this ancient song. Oh, kulu natume, dance of gods so true, Celebrate the harvest, in rhythms we move,
[kupka] In the midst of her celestial ballet, Sophie couldn't help but marvel at the paradoxical beauty of her surroundings. The cold emptiness of space became a stage upon which she showcased her prowess, her every movement a declaration of defiance against the pressures of her deadline. She channeled the spirit of the great masters—Moebius, Rackham, Kley—infusing her journey with their unique styles, creating a visual spectacle that transcended the boundaries of imagination.As she neared the o
Harry Clarke’s cover art for: Happy new year 2024
[art by Alphonse Mucha] october nightmare ix. tribute to lovecraft
[kupka] We embody wisdom, the connection so strong, Between humanity and earth, in this ancient song. Oh, kulu natume, dance of gods so true, Celebrate the harvest, in rhythms we move,
If mighty angels fair and tall, Each robed as priestly seneschal, On altar-suns burn incense daily, As wheel the systems to Love's sweet call, Earth's sun is sure an altar-rose, Abloom from dawn to day's bright close. The mighty angel stoops above it With pulsing wings, as it golden glows, To fan the incense-waves through space. When buds the light or folds its grace, He lifts erect his glorious stature, Kindling the sky from his ruddy face.
[kupka] We embody wisdom, the connection so strong, Between humanity and earth, in this ancient song. Oh, kulu natume, dance of gods so true, Celebrate the harvest, in rhythms we move,
[art by John bauer] Her story began long before the great wars, when the lands of Eliria were still whole, and the veil between realms was thin. Eryndril was not born of mortal men but of the Aether, a being of the deep woods, bound to the life of the trees and rivers that shaped the land. With platinum hair that shimmered like moonlight through the leaves, and eyes the color of deep forest pools, she was as much a part of Lythoria as the ancient oaks and the rivers that fed them.
Kupka: he reoccurances appear in the form of dreams, flashbacks, thoughts and images. It is also described as "a kind of psychological numbness with an accompanying lessening of feeling of involvement in the world around one." Hypervigilence and an exaggerated startle response.
But as Megan continued her journey, she realized that the power of the talisman was not without its challenges. The intoxicating allure of the sect's practices began to consume her, blurring the line between her newfound liberation and the responsibilities of everyday life. She found herself torn between her desire for exploration and the need to maintain a sense of balance in the outside world. As the experiences multiplied, Megan grappled with the question of where her true path lay. Was she m
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