10/05/2026
When colours do not do justice to the story to be felt by heart
Here’s a caption woven like a candlelit ballad from an old stone castle 🕯️
In a world drunk on color,
her soul asketh to be seen in black and white.
For purity needeth no gilded hue,
only silence, light, and eyes willing to behold
the poetry dwelling beneath her skin. 🖤
