Description
A skull, half buried in a floating mass of soil and tangled roots, gives way to opulent black and white poppies. Their petals drip with golden dust — neither dew nor decay, but something sacred. Glyphs flicker in the background, like forgotten prayers. This timestamp captures resurrection in the form of flora — where death becomes nutrient, and the boundaries between beauty and rot blur irreversibly. An altar for the forgotten, crowned by the living.



























