Nothing more wonderfully beautiful can exist than the Arctic night. It is dreamland painted in the imagination's most delicate tints; it is colour etherealised. One shade melts into the other, so that you cannot tell where one shade ends and the other begins, and yet they are all there. No forms - it is all faint, dreamy colour music, a far- away, long-drawn-out melody on muted strings. ꔫ꒱ up for sale and trade ※ uncommon ※ common contact @huruftipobot