You must have slipped through some slit, some scathful fissure in time. barren rolling heath, Damned to this no-man’s land, stumbling and pitiful in the night. half light, bone contours of landscape, rain of ashes, dark hopeless night, decay, landscape in the style of Lucas Arruda
You must have slipped through some slit, some scathful fissure in time. barren rolling heath, Dam... [more]