Unhappy Without Compassion
Wealth Formula
Life and death
Flight and direction
Trailblazer
Ink screams "Trailblazer," a steel arrow piercing velvet maps. Grit-forged not borrowed, this dance thrives on detours, wind-kissed freedom etched in storm lines. No title, but a torch - your compass whispers, heart beats the map. Leap, paint constellations, conquer uncharted. Trailblazer, own your masterpiece, one wild stride at a time.
Boundless
Inked on your skin, "Boundless" blooms defiant. No map confines, no horizon restrains. This arrow-kissed word is a launchpad, propelling you toward dreams on the edge of reality. For map-burners, stardust-eyed dreamers, and restless souls, it's a battle cry against the mundane. It's a promise of unclimbed mountains, uncharted oceans, and stories yet to be written .Boundless isn't a journey, it's a state of being. Wear it like a badge, a compass, a star whispering, "Go forth, boundless one. The world awaits."