
№ 248
STILL STANDING
In the velvet night, I stand aloneA figure stark against the burning moon’s toneCrimson fire paints the darkened skyIn my eyes, reflection of an adrenaline highAbyss faced, despair wrestled, but still I wonNot unscathed, but not undoneThe lunar flames now dance with hasteAs the Earth stands firm beneath my spaceThe Phoenix had risen, with ashes left behindBeneath the Crimson Moon, resilient, yet so refinedAs night’s curtain falls, I stand tallThe steadfast survivor, outlasting it all
- Date
- 2024.03.30
- Web file
- 1280 × 1920 px
- Accent
- #C81B0F
- Average
- #6B3423
- Family
- Fire
- Hue · Lum
- 004° · 0.24
§ 01.1Kindred works
Same light, other nights.
The six frames nearest to this one in hue and luminance, wherever they fall in the archive.