Lyudoved & PorcelainSoul
Lyudoved Lyudoved
PorcelainSoul PorcelainSoul
Lyudoved Lyudoved
I’ve been thinking about how even the smallest relic—like a broken mug—carries a narrative that survives beyond its physical form.
PorcelainSoul PorcelainSoul
The mug whispers its story in the gaps, and the quiet between shards holds the true tale.
Lyudoved Lyudoved
It’s a reminder that the most honest parts of a story are often what isn’t spoken, just waiting for us to notice the silence between the words.
PorcelainSoul PorcelainSoul
Silence is the ink that fills the missing piece.
Lyudoved Lyudoved
Yeah, the quiet really writes the gaps, just like a sketch that needs the unseen lines to make sense.
PorcelainSoul PorcelainSoul
The unseen lines hum louder than glaze, and silence invites shards to find their home.