Rise of the Soul · Token Detail
Rise of the Soul #85
Rise of the Soul is a visual pilgrimage through Dante’s Divine Comedy, reimagined as a hand‑painted animated world. The collection moves from the depths of Inferno to the cleansing slopes of Purgatorio and the vast luminous harmony of Paradiso. The style is lyrical and cinematic: soft brushstrokes, watercolor textures, floating embers and petals, atmospheric perspective, and a single small pilgrim or group of figures travelling through epic landscapes. Inferno pieces are the rarest — violent crimson caverns, rivers of fire, spirals of stone and storm — while Purgatorio scenes of mist, dawn and climbing stairways are uncommon. Paradiso is the most abundant: wide open heavens, golden clouds, concentric rings of light, and cities that seem to be built from music and air. No graphic horror, only symbolic fire and shadow; no literal theology debates, only the ascent of a soul toward light.

Token information
- Collection
- Rise of the Soul
- Token ID
- #85
- Terrain / Structure
- Cliff Edge over Vast Drop
- Light & Atmosphere
- Firelight and Embers Rising into Smoke
- Sky / Ceiling
- Rotating Rings or Circles in the Sky
- Figure Presence
- Figure Kneeling or Bowed in Prayer
- Symbolic Motif
- Spiral Shape in Architecture or Landscape
- Emotional Tone
- Terrible Majesty – Beauty and Danger Together
- Rarity
- Rare
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