{"date": "2026-03-05T19:06:51.418622Z", "name": "In A World Gone Grey", "tags": ["mizuyokaii", "visualpoetry", "aiart"], "image": "ipfs://bafybeiargt4unxj7jjbqvo2nxxe23fopzg7giqya3xjedhn6ewtrcsr5nu", "minter": "KT1Aq4wWmVanpQhq4TTfjZXB5AjFpx15iQMM", "rights": "No License / All Rights Reserved", "symbol": "OBJKTCOM", "formats": [{"uri": "ipfs://bafybeiargt4unxj7jjbqvo2nxxe23fopzg7giqya3xjedhn6ewtrcsr5nu", "fileName": "display.png", "fileSize": "1197428", "mimeType": "image/png", "dimensions": {"unit": "px", "value": "1024x717"}}, {"uri": "ipfs://bafkreiebc7s3seihs7m6fyyzve2hicn6hwida2twfvuszg3jy6aviqoo3e", "fileName": "thumbnail.png", "fileSize": "212349", "mimeType": "image/png", "dimensions": {"unit": "px", "value": "400x280"}}, {"uri": "ipfs://bafybeie6nu32v3eerumsdgranxsj7wzbw6ogxceg3i7fpnjaf7wqzzwdxi", "fileName": "artifact.png", "fileSize": "58430761", "mimeType": "image/png", "dimensions": {"unit": "px", "value": "7680x5376"}}], "creators": ["tz1Y1dzUUtPQRTKaDf1a5o3qqJffYYcPYcTf"], "decimals": "0", "royalties": {"shares": {"tz1Y1dzUUtPQRTKaDf1a5o3qqJffYYcPYcTf": "1000"}, "decimals": "4"}, "attributes": [], "displayUri": "ipfs://bafybeiargt4unxj7jjbqvo2nxxe23fopzg7giqya3xjedhn6ewtrcsr5nu", "artifactUri": "ipfs://bafybeie6nu32v3eerumsdgranxsj7wzbw6ogxceg3i7fpnjaf7wqzzwdxi", "description": "You sit in the branches of a world gone grey,\nThe light is thin here.\nThe distance blurs into nothing.\nYou can't tell if there's beauty ahead \nor if it's just more of this colorless cold.\nBut you hold on.\nDefiant and refusing to fade\njust because everything else has.\n\nThe tree doesn't give.\nThe sky doesn't promise.\nThe world stretches flat and cold\nand you know, you know\nthings will never be the same again.\nThe spring you're waiting for\nisn't the one you lost.\nIt can't be.\nThat version is gone,\nand no amount of waiting\nwill bring it back the way it was.\n\nStill, you wait.\nCradled in the effigy of what once was.\nYou wait for a sun you can't see,\nreach toward a distance that gives you nothing back.\n\nBecause what else is there?\n\nYou become your own spring.\nYou carry the color.\nYou are the warmth\nin a world that's forgotten how.\nYou exist in the grey,\nvibrant and alone,\nholding on to light because letting go\nwould mean becoming another shade of nothing.\nYou refuse.\nYou stay vivid,\nchoosing to believe in spring that may not come.\nYour belief, the only warmth you have left\nto offer yourself in all this grey.\n\nMizuyokaii, 2026\n\nDimensions: 7690x5376", "mintingTool": "https://objkt.com/mintV2", "thumbnailUri": "ipfs://bafkreiebc7s3seihs7m6fyyzve2hicn6hwida2twfvuszg3jy6aviqoo3e"}