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THE CRYPTIDS ( part five. )

“i’d bleed out in your arms with your arrows if i could.” ( x )

Wanton, wanting – the flush of my cheeks comes from the flight and exertion of running, lips parted as my hand is outstretched towards the dying sun. The sun looks on as the light kisses Icarus’ wings with saltwater lips and we breathe it in. The clouds in our lungs and the oceans in our blood and we burn. Fingertips on fire as we breathe in the ash, our insides searing and there is a world that pushes down heavy on our shoulders. Or is it keeping us safely on the ground?

Parure of Queen Marie-Amélie.19th century. Sapphires and diamonds. 

EMME LEUNG + STARRY NIGHT (THE LOUVRE EVENT)

The Golden Girl, so pretty with her shy smile and big wide eyes

MALACHI LECLAIR + THE THINKER (THE LOUVRE EVENT)

SOREN SONG AND CHUN LI HUA — What are binaries if not how we define the world? What are binaries if not the world itself? The sun? The moon? The hunter? The hunted? Rebirth? Death? An eternal wheel upon which a boy and girl spin like hungry, aching stars—like bloody, warped gashes. Or, better yet, a life beyond life.