Twilight

I put my hands behind my head.... So calm, safe, strange, for the first time I feel that my creative power doesn't seek an outlet in my hands, my feet, my tongue, it just comes out of me like sweat and merges with the air, fills the room, seeps through the window, and gusts of wind carry it away...... ...Someone will inhale this power along with the fresh air, or maybe it will get tangled in the forest, somewhere between the trees. An angel sits nearby.

Chain

TEZOS

Network

Tezos

Contract

KT1QXLiXuuKjwVzoWCPDh6rPR4wnZMzmSnDp

Token ID

50