Entangled in vines and branches lies the hidden heart of this cage. Whispering etches of rich greens and hardened wood weaving through branches push forth, creating a barrier of protection for this creature’s heart.

Forgotten and cast aside, it chose instead to bloom — growing strong and mighty, showing beauty through resilience.

Some say this is the ribcage of a nymph, laced with the plumes of fireflies lighting her darkness. Others say it is an opening to a damaged soul, pulsing with the memory of who or what once was.

What do you say~