𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐠𝐢𝐟𝐭 𝐨𝐟 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐲 𝕕𝕒𝕟𝕔𝕖𝕣

Onyx, a cat girl with emerald eyes, felt a tickle in her nose. A little butterfly, sitting there, delicate and beautiful. "You're so free," Onyx sighed as she watched it flutter. You can go anywhere, do anything." The butterfly, as if understanding her thoughts, fluttered its wings gently, as if to say, "Freedom is more than flying." Little dancer, the butterfly, who could not speak, gently touched her nose with her feet. Onyx giggled and felt heat spread through her. "You're ticklish!" With the last flap, the butterfly soared into the sky. Onyx watched it go, realizing the dawn in her emerald eyes. The butterfly, with its silent message, had reminded her that freedom was not just flying through the air, but finding joy in the little things, the quiet moments, the simple act of being. "Thank you," Onyx whispered, her voice filled with gratitude. "I think I understand now." Ps: this is a physical charcoal painting on A3 cardboard I spent 10 days on creating this artwork Mediums: charcoal, conte, graphite pencil, charcoal powder, 4 kind of erasers

Chain

TEZOS

Network

Tezos

Contract

KT1SFD5jSsvtm14azMU7YEA7e9ZZbXZ2hRyn

Token ID

27