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A pale leviathan resting on a shore of sun-warmed grain. Hewn in broad, quiet strokes, its heavy brow remembers the stillness of the forest more than the rolling deep, basking in the stark, angled light of afternoon.
A golden hinge binds its spine— a sudden gleam of brass against the soft timber, a mechanical joint in a creature born of sap and soil. Behind it, a carved tail rises, frozen in a gentle, sweeping arc.
From the broad crest of its head springs a slender mast. Upon it rides a tiny, splintered silhouette— a solid spout of wooden spray, or perhaps a resting seabird, breaching the quiet room in a whimsical, breathless exhale.
cedar & brass
6 × 2 × 4h
A pale leviathan resting on a shore of sun-warmed grain. Hewn in broad, quiet strokes, its heavy brow remembers the stillness of the forest more than the rolling deep, basking in the stark, angled light of afternoon.
A golden hinge binds its spine— a sudden gleam of brass against the soft timber, a mechanical joint in a creature born of sap and soil. Behind it, a carved tail rises, frozen in a gentle, sweeping arc.
From the broad crest of its head springs a slender mast. Upon it rides a tiny, splintered silhouette— a solid spout of wooden spray, or perhaps a resting seabird, breaching the quiet room in a whimsical, breathless exhale.
cedar & brass
6 × 2 × 4h