Tim Lementino: Black Jet, Bat
Tim Lementino: Black Jet, Bat
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In the flickering shadows of twilight, a bat carved from obsidian-black jet emerges as an eerie guardian of secrets long buried. Its meticulously carved wings, draped like shrouds, unfurl against the encroaching darkness, whispering tales of nocturnal wanderings beneath a watchful moon. Each curve and contour breathes life into this avian specter, while its haunting turquoise eyes gleam with an otherworldly luminescence—intense and piercing—drawing you into their enigmatic depths. This ethereal creature, resilient yet delicate, embodies the dance between fear and fascination; a sentinel tethered both to the earthly realm and to the ancient folklore that flows through every crevice of existence. As it hovers silently in the night’s embrace, one can almost hear the echoes of forgotten lore—a palpable reminder that even in stillness, there lies a tempestuous spirit waiting to unfurl its wings once more.
Bat (Ehshots'i) The only mammal that flies, glides through the blackness, listening with the keen perception of sonar to the soft sounds of the night. While feeding on insects and fruit, bats fertilize the plant kingdom. Bat medicine pollinates the seeds of our dreams.
Dimension: Length: 3/4" x Width: 2 1/2" x Height: 1/2" Donated
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