I make new forms and beings grow, because only the magic of creation inhabits in me.
A Rizomedusa, a Floribránquio, this garden is full of hybrid beings with marine and land formed robes walking on heaven, as if it were a sheet.
This garden is not a garden; it is a false ceiling, the sky of mortals.
There are a few things that Liqen needs to create, a paint brush, ink and paper. In this case a world map in which the continents are mixed as an ancestral dance. With the dancing lines everything turns into a pure ritual.
