When the Soul Draws
When the Soul Draws

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On her shoulders were white wings. Not from feathers, but from the light cast by the old frame in front of her. From that frame flowed a golden stream – it didn't shine, it flowed, slowly, like honey, like memory. Her body was almost motionless, but in that stillness there was a storm of feeling that had long since been in need of words.

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Kirill Sakrukin

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18+

Release

2025

Country of Origin

Ukraine

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Premium: JPEG · 3.24 MB · 3072×1920 · Landscape

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