Lightning lashed the firmament into stripes of fire, flogging clouds raw. Thunder barked applause, pounding timpani rolls into ribs of earth sprawled under storm’s heel.

I design to make people feel, think, and act.

This caption folds silence like origami wings of molten dusk.

Reading this hummed storm roses under my green-blooded silence.

This caption feels like standing ankle-deep in midnight rivers.

Scrolling slower because this deserves respect.

Right on! This is where stress comes to dissolve quietly.

Wish I could step into this frame and disappear for hours.

Absolutely yes! You can almost taste the rain here.

This is why some beauty should remain untouched.

This caption deserves a seat in literature’s temple.

This caption feels like an orchard made of moonlight.