#frission

FRISSION.

A moment where your soul overloads the circuit and your chest becomes a cathedral of lightning.

I made this piece on a day when my body felt louder than the world.

Today is another one of those days.

If you want to support me or my art — even a little — it genuinely helps.

RIP Ed Teach, you would have ADORED Queen, Freddie Mercury, and sung 'I don't wanna die/sometimes I wish I'd never been born at alllllllllll' louder than anyone.

One segment turned to the one that entered his lab, grinning.

"Unfortunately."

"Well, then-! Onto the table you go, Fishy-"

"Frission."

He got up onto the table and laid down as he corrected Acacius, rolling his eyes. His skin looked as if it was dripping onto the table below him.

"Fishy, Frission, same thing."

Acacius whistled while he grabbed some of the materials he needed to patch Frission up.

"Your visits are getting more frequent-"

"And?"

"That means something is wrong, dumbass!! And you call me dumb all the time."

He clicked his tongue and shook his head in joke disappointment.

"That's because you are."

"jeez. ouch, much?"

I get goosebumps while listening to Pandit Bhimsen Joshi and Kumar Gandharva. Especially following renditions