17 April 2025

N° ¬ 0006

 


Mavrogatphobia ?

A flick of tail, a silent tread,
eyes like moons where shadows spread.
No curse, no hex, no ancient spell
just fur and grace, and stories we tell.

Yet hearts quicken, steps retreat,
as paws pass softly down the street.
Not evil born, but falsely blamed,
for fear wears fur and walks unnamed.

Head Lelutka Tae 4.0 / Skin Not Found Yong (Dune) / Hair Bailizhi Caleb 

Pants STOP-Radiant-Tone1 / Tattoo panDEMONium ink kimochi