Butterfly's Kiss

In the velvet darkness of the ancient forest, The serpent raised its head, calm and heavy. The butterfly descended, like a drop of light, And gently rested upon his cold lips — fearless, silent. She whispered: “You, symbol of death and power… Why is there such loneliness in your eyes?” The serpent smiled in silence and replied: “And you, symbol of fleeting life… Why do you approach me so bravely?” In that moment, time stood still. We remembered that the world Is built from opposites: Venom and honey, Darkness and wings, Fear and tenderness. Sometimes, a single small kiss Is enough to remind us That deep inside, We all long for a little warmth

Chain

TEZOS

Network

Tezos

Contract

KT1F7BocQ4AjqSacE7cCVKz5aVdVsfEMEgnP

Token ID

259