I was walking among the shadows ...
... when the flower fell from the colored world above ...
... like a little star.
Just like that flower, I was a stranger in shadowland ...
... but with every step ...
... I was loosing more color and consistency ...
... becoming the part of this dimension.
It was good to feel at home so far from home.
Here you can see how small the flower was ... and on the following picture ...
... you can take a more realistic look at all this ... because, believe it or not, this was just a fantasy, supported by Photoshop edits of some old summer photographs taken more than a decade ago, while walking along the dusty road on my way to the beach.
As always in these ramblings on HIVE, all the photographs and edits of those photographs, are my work.