@leonfaesulis
Lore of SOMNUS / TENEBRAE
This is the journey of a body dimming away, one fragment at a time.
It is not death, it is a slow descent into oneself, piece after piece.
In SOMNUS, everything begins when the eyes give in. In sleep, the light offers no solace, it watches.
Rest promises peace, yet reveals that nothing ever truly stops.
In FRACTUM, the skin fractures. Silence seeps in through the opening, and the borders dissolve.
It is the first surrender, you are no longer what you were.
In SILENTIUM, the mouth closes. Words hang like embers, smoke that fears becoming breath.
What remains unsaid gathers weight, becomes matter, consumes.
From here, the descent continues:
the hands, the lungs, the face, the feet.
Until only the heart remains, and its final shadow.
It is the rite of a body unmaking itself to rediscover what endures in the dark.
Three pieces currently minted on @foundation
https://foundation.app/collection/st-fa4b?addressOrSlug=0x7A0ECD74ecE09B9648ADbc5E9520B5A11cFFd758