Iestyn TudorTouchSoft to the point of non-existence, your hands bless all they touch. One tap would make a sculpture weep and blunt the tip of a diamond.1 min read·May 21, 2021----
Iestyn TudorA TombstoneA slate tooth rises among the rest Weathered by age and season. It stands through the days and the nights Veiling a withering mahogany…1 min read·Jun 23, 2020----