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𓆩♡𓆪 Lighthouse core / Nautical core
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– Jamie Oliveira | from "Erosion"
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Brúarfoss, Iceland
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- Authority (Book 2, The Southern Reach Series), Jeff VanderMeer
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Skógafoss, Iceland
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— Greg Santora (via letsbelonelytogetherr)
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Sailing ships and their rigs, 16th- 19th century
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The Diaries of Franz Kafka, 1914-1923
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Hestavaðsfoss, Iceland
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Urriðafoss, Iceland
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Kvernufoss, Iceland
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Delphin Enjolras
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In the gray expanse where sea and sky conspire in an endless waltz of muted tones, there stands a solitary figure. The cliff beneath them, a formidable guardian of earth, cuts a sharp silhouette against the vast theater of the undulating ocean. They face the watery abyss, an inscrutable sentinel, and in this moment, the world does not extend beyond the cliff's edge where they perch.
The sea churns with a restless energy, as layers upon layers of waves clash in a symphony of natural power, echoing the turmoil from deep within. Each crest, a frothy beast slinking forth from the liquid chaos, only to dissipate on the approach, joins the dance of continuous rebirth.
The lone figure is motionless, contemplative, their form etched into the scene with the gentle permanence of a shadow at dusk. A coat billows slightly in a wind that carries the sharp tang of salt and the whispered secrets of distant shores. What thoughts run through their mind in face of the abyss? Perhaps of journeys uncharted, or love unspoken, or simply of the smallness of one's own existence amidst the vastness of the infinite.
Here, on the precipice of eternity, time stretches thin, and for a moment, the figure becomes an echo of the human spirit—steadfast, fragile, reaching silently into the void.
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The Evening World, New York, March 16, 1908
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Seascape with a sailing ship near a coast, by Christian Mølsted, 1903
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Doing a limited run of this print today! (in black)
$30, free shipping
Buy it here 🥰
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ibrahim lujaz
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