The world around her dissolved into mist. When her vision cleared, all she saw was an empty courtyard, which had been crowded, only minutes before. Fear and dispair began to fill her foggy brain, as she realised that nobody had headed her warning. Then, as if her body had decided there was no use in spending any more time wallowing in disappointment, she woke up.
Visions of an Industrial Age // HH59 - Treppenhaus 3D view, photoshop or google sketchup. Minimalistic look. I like that image because of the way they used the lights. You can imagine that it is cold inside but the sunshine make this place warm and refreshing.
Black is the colour of womb and tomb; we meet at night on the dark of the moon. White is the colour of bone and ash; to speak to the dead we bathe and fast. Red is the colour of blood and death; we rub the bones and give them breath. ~The Necromancer's Chant, by Sarah Anne Lawless
If you could change your past or jump into the future, what would you do…what would you do? Morris Berman’s ‘Destiny’ is a page turning book exploring the possibilities that will keep you wanting more…”and then, it happened. The two of them were lying in bed together somewhere-her apartment?…