Crisp ether hot iron thin line sharp curve
A bright barely existing something aspiring to be air, striving to levitate. Uplifting, clean, astringent and free from gravitation. An imagined aldehyde in a barely perceptible shade of sage green and a hint of eccentric grey. Shapeless, etheral, but tempered, alive and soon free. (Ingesting a single sage pebble to close my solo dinner while considering options to aesthetically represent a framework of new thoughts, to interesting effect.)