neoltitude@ctrlcreep·Mar 28, 2017Midas stands in the rain. The droplets that bounce off him have turned to liquid gold, scalding the face and arms of the woman next to him248175
neoltitude@ctrlcreep·Mar 28, 2017Replying to @ctrlcreepMidas stands in the snow, alone. The flakes that brush him are preserved as shining hex lacework. Delicate medallions pile at his feet343115
'(·)@allgebrahReplying to @ctrlcreepmidas walks through the fog, trails gold dust slowly settling, swirls that are half cloud half gold12:22 AM · Mar 29, 2017·Twitter Web Client1 Retweet12 Likes