🌠Where I pluck starlight from the sky and weave it into my creations🌠 Over here, I'll be displaying some of my favourite works. Feel free to check them out and let me know what you think of them. I'll try to respond to all comments :) Open for Commissions and Premades!
Seventeen years, ten months, two weeks, three days... Each moment is agony. Every second of every day, George Beaumont is reminded of his young wife's untimely death. With every glimpse of that painting up on that mantle, with every glimpse of his only son. By this point, he is addicted to laudanum and half-mad with...
