In the thinning of the veil, the depths of the dead come a peeking. Through gravelled ground, and moss kissed graves, or watery wonders, we find the shell. A carcass of memory, whispering secrets of old, or lives untold. A hollowed mask to bless the hearth, a veiled anchor, Yours to behold.
Palm sized base, plaster casted Magnets.
Design:
In the thinning of the veil, the depths of the dead come a peeking. Through gravelled ground, and moss kissed graves, or watery wonders, we find the shell. A carcass of memory, whispering secrets of old, or lives untold. A hollowed mask to bless the hearth, a veiled anchor, Yours to behold.
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