Interior style

Tick tock said the clock as she looked at the rabbit in the snow. Lost or found is he? She snuggles further into the brown seat and pulls the blanket from its resting place on the sunken chair she considers home. If a singular piece of furniture could symbolise sweet home. This chair, these hopping thoughts and world position would be it. The kettle suddenly starts blasting mist at the wooden sky. She trips over the toy on the floor, as she goes to stop the invisible shooting waterfall. She looks at the empty sofa, stokes the fire and goes back home. ‘Doesn’t the moon looks bright tonight?’ says the rabbit.

All items can be found here, on my (most distracting) SVPLLY account.


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