The light is gentle on the lines of his suit, as though he's merely reading the titles of the books on the shelves. It's gentle on the angles of her body, as if she's seated here of her own free will. It's soft on the dust, swirling, dancing, as though they aren't concealing edges made of diamonds and nails made of knives.
This is just gorgeous! I love this whole piece. *smishes them so hard*
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timeasmymeasure
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Date: 2016-05-12 09:32 pm (UTC)This is just gorgeous! I love this whole piece. *smishes them so hard*