"A thousand deaths surround us, and we fear the one that would put an end to so many evils..." One was killed by abandonment; another was killed by ambition; the last was killed by suspicion. The three Shakespearean ladies rest in the funerary vessel, as an offering to bestow their gifts to whoever receives the mortuary gift. These ashes sing the poetry of the ancient bards, and should be offered to those who are able to glimpse times and spaces through their clairvoyance.
MIXTURE OF BLOOD, ASHES AND WAX
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MIXTURE OF BLOOD, ASHES AND WAX
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- Precio unitarioPrecio unitario en USDCantidadDiferencia de sueloVencimientoDe
"A thousand deaths surround us, and we fear the one that would put an end to so many evils..." One was killed by abandonment; another was killed by ambition; the last was killed by suspicion. The three Shakespearean ladies rest in the funerary vessel, as an offering to bestow their gifts to whoever receives the mortuary gift. These ashes sing the poetry of the ancient bards, and should be offered to those who are able to glimpse times and spaces through their clairvoyance.