Wednesday, January 6, 2016

Cathedral Bells

The Cathedral bells cut through the morning air with a deafening clang as the night spirits scurry into the shadows.  The echoes spread to the valley floor and return in a softened repeat.  In my solitude I absorb all that is around me, seen and unseen. The Great Mother's splendor is second to none.

 
Slink Hourglass Mesh Body (custom shape)
Pink Fuel Harley Skin *Latte*
ExXeSs Hair Trizna B
Corset from Fameshed leather mesh pants "Bad Girl" from GAS
Gothic Cross necklace from CPD
other jewelry, tattoos & tan lines Snowfall Sinsations

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