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Stormy waters of her soul
The gray sky and the water merged into one. They are tossed in a violent dance of the wind. The howl grows louder, and the loud hum of it becomes a silence. The silence that has been my eternal companion for centuries. For the depths of the dark waters are my abode, my cocoon and cradle. The storm does not abate, the silence of its voice grows louder with each passing moment. This voice is in me - my reflection on the surface of the water. We are one as two waves, we are different as a shadow and a flame. And between us is a thin thread that stretches through the blue water thickness. But it melts, dissolves in the timid rays of the night light. The silence envelops me, drawing me back into the cocoon of my old dream. But I can throw it off, I can break out. To the cold moon, which, like me, wants to break out of its cloud-woven cocoon, forward into the storm. And maybe I can touch her...
Model - Asya.
Studio - Ocean Stars.
Natalie Ina Photography.
April 2021.
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Just a spooky Victorian ghosty girl
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I used a pose ref. from Mellon_Soup for this!
My meme game so weak it fears it may not see the morrow, mother.