The Poet's End

"The Poet's End" Belladonna winds through bone like memory through mortality—vines sprouting from cranium, weaving through jaw, blooming with bell-shaped flowers that promise both beauty and oblivion. A weathered quill rests in the skull's keeping, as if death itself has stories left to tell. Victorian etching brought to life through fine-line hatching, each stroke building dimension and shadow. This is memento mori for the literary soul—a reminder that even endings can be exquisite. Printed in bone white and muted sage green on black.   "What remains when the words run out." 📖 Wear your words. Claim your chapter.