Petals & Poison
A Poised atop a wooden stool like a dark flower blooming in delicate chaos, Woowind sits with a gaze turned away—but every inch of her body speaks louder than words. Surrounded by scattered cherry blossoms, her inked skin tells stories of beauty and brutality, the fierce contrast softened by the pastel petals at her feet. It’s a moment frozen between seduction and serenity, where tattoos bloom just as vividly as the flowers below. She is the storm behind the stillness—the black lace in a world of silk.
