Burning eyes

🎨 Hello, dear artists! He looked up, not searching for answers, but for space to breathe. The sky felt endless, like a quiet promise that life keeps moving. He didn’t need to speak—his silence said enough. In that still...

🎨 Hello, dear artists! Her curls danced like little secrets in the wind, wild and soft all at once. There was a quiet light in her eyes, the kind that didn’t shout but gently stayed. She didn’t need to say much—just...