Greydon Blight

@greydonblight.bsky.social

Writer working with a mind inspired by history and its transgressions. Fuelled by dystopian imagery. greydonblight@gmail.com

๐Ÿฆ‹ ๐”…๐”ฉ๐”ฌ๐”ฌ๐”ช๐”ฆ๐”ซ๐”ค ๐”‡๐”ข๐”ฐ๐”ฆ๐”ก๐”ข๐”ฏ๐”ฆ๐”ฒ๐”ช ๐Ÿฆ‹ In the grottos of masonry and high up on the chimney stacks of Goblin Hill, the rare Rosa Desiderium blooms the color of deep longing, illuminated only by the moon.

Title: Blooming Desiderium

The first piece of a Duotycht.

A large gargoyle is crouched on a terrace wall overlooking a landscape of prairie and farm fields. The gargoyle crouches with its head down and its arms wrapped around itself in profile. In one huge claws hand it delicately cups a rose, its petals a color somewhere between pale blue and lilac.
A snarl of rose bramble grows up the gargoyles back, producing similar blooms.Title: Blooming Desiderium

The second piece of a Duotycht.

High on a ridge a large crumbling house in the early prairie-style grows overgrown and decays. Forlorn bay windows of leaded glass show no light and lonely chimneys stand crooked and without hearth smoke. Below the house a bramble of roses grows, blooming in a pale color between light blue and lilac. In the sky a moon with a wistful ecpfsssjon looks on.