Anything is possible, decent and obscene.
Timeless journey through days and nights.
Category: Photography
Warrior
Our wounds so deep, never to heal.
Turning towards your foe, you bend to kneel.
Shadow Flower
Her scent poisonous to men of many.
They hunt her, but she has laid the trap.
A timid smile, a fluttering eyelash.
Drowning
I had some hopes, but they were soon denied.
As I swim in this sea of people empty, traversing the divide.
Breath and let go of your restraints.
I remember finding a small book store in a town called Narvik. I noticed that buried in the stationary section they had some ink wells. I immediately thought omg I need
