Mist and Memory is lovingly wrapped in copper

is lovingly wrapped in copper wire

and hints of midnight fire — like the glow of distant galaxies scattered across the night sky

where the winds whisper secrets through canyon walls and the sky stretches endlessly above

the smallest drop anchors the piece

before kingdoms and roads and stories carved into stone

Mist and Memory is lovingly wrapped in copperLike breath on glass. Like something you almost remember. This piece feels like a dream you try to hold onto when you wakefoggy edges, soft light, something just beyond reach. Its made of air and ache. Stillness and story. Woven not to dazzle, but to linger. For the ones who carry pieces of elsewhere in their bones.