Dee

The wind breezes upon half-opened window, carry the lonely moon’s tender wish towards its unforgettable past. For the warmth that cradle us close every midnight, the love that gaze us tenderly in every whispers. But this is just a dream, 海を慕う鳥から。

🚪: The studio door was wide open, revealing various empty frames ready to be filled with memories of the past. But steady yourself, because the door will be closed once 2 lucky customers claimed their desired frames. Would you like to take the chance? [tiny.cc/Phase-I-Frames]