Future stories

Cold nights and bare branches are my canvas to paint life. Snow will cover everything soon, but greenery waits for spring – buried beneath shades of white and grey. This is the time I choose to impregnate darkness and write the future.

Fear not … I’m a messenger of times to come.

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Twittering Tales #116

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