Oops. I redirect the wrong link in the recent resource, don't worry, i live where GMT earlier time so i'm fine.
Even that, you can tell i didnt edit the texture out.
Even that, you can tell i didnt edit the texture out.
Look at it.
It's warm.
It's hot.
But I wouldn't go near it because I just can't.
Farmer worship it more than any cultist I know.
Below the sky.
There is a deep blue.
Ugly from the outside but beautiful oppositely.
I would dip my feet in there all the time.
It's innocent and playful.
Just like the wind follow the wave.
I am crafted with raging light and harmonic beauty.
I need no worship nor beggar.
To walk upon the deep and carry the eye of time.
To keep them off the other side of themselves.
Don't worry, it will be worth the wait after all.