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Aeternitas Veritas
11” x 14” oil on linen
A shadow bent, a vigil kept.
The coin of kings, the truth in bone,
The eye of dusk, the whispered tone.
No breath, no cry yet all is heard,
In silence sings the midnight bird.
For in decay, the soul may climb,
Through hidden signs and alchemic time.
This is a special painting I created as an illustration that will be in my upcoming fantasy book.
Aeternitas Veritas
11” x 14” oil on linen
A shadow bent, a vigil kept.
The coin of kings, the truth in bone,
The eye of dusk, the whispered tone.
No breath, no cry yet all is heard,
In silence sings the midnight bird.
For in decay, the soul may climb,
Through hidden signs and alchemic time.
This is a special painting I created as an illustration that will be in my upcoming fantasy book.