Art of Ones and Zeros

Lover, Death

She holds the skull like a confession, cradling mortality with calm defiance. Eyes closed, lips still, the moment teeters between seduction and surrender.

Drawn in one breath and released in another, this was made on a night where memory and myth danced on skin.

Model: Sophie


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