Texture like pressed paper, a tangle of twigs, branches and leaves shirting to a man, crowned by a crow, so black that you wonder if it an entrance to another world, one not filled with light as this one Beautiful
This is beautifully done. I was smitten as soon as I discovered it. Even when our foundations seem to vanish out from beneath us, we can remember that we can still fly....
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