August

Withering skies and blood tides. The thrones of the celestial kingdoms chains a confectionate episodes of a monarch world, where the twisted souls of the young rulers are coated with crisp sheaths of gold and ornated with scarlet diamond pigments and crest laces of cardinal stones. Karma the prince of his kingdom hires a mysterious servant, where soveriegn took a chase of fate for a tantalizing cerulean eyes.

Take a leap of your seats by the turns of pristine desires in the world of the roasted roses, purple ruins and blue thorns of the mirroring oceans. Gothic hearts and tangled strings synchronized in a deep shades of tiffany rings. Voids of the miasmic vortex unfolds a veil of pitch oriented scales.

Where would the heavenly feathers go? Would it taste the sour grapes of the sweet lemons? Would it satisfy the hunger of clouded pulses? Or would it continue to starve the venoms of the husky chords?

Slip through me!!