Placeholder: [very impressive high res masterpiece in Kodak Eastman 5247, scene by László Krasznahorkai] I walk The garden in the afternoon, who hid Delusions under my habits For my self was empty ... But HE did It, yes. My Father, Lying here, I hear The sun creak past granite Into air, still it is night inside. I hide and pray. [very impressive high res masterpiece in Kodak Eastman 5247, scene by László Krasznahorkai] I walk The garden in the afternoon, who hid Delusions under my habits For my self was empty ... But HE did It, yes. My Father, Lying here, I hear The sun creak past granite Into air, still it is night inside. I hide and pray.

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[very impressive high res masterpiece in Kodak Eastman 5247, scene by László Krasznahorkai] I walk The garden in the afternoon, who hid Delusions under my habits For my self was empty ... But HE did It, yes. My Father, Lying here, I hear The sun creak past granite Into air, still it is night inside. I hide and pray.

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[very impressive high res masterpiece in Kodak Eastman 5247, scene by László Krasznahorkai] I walk The garden in the afternoon, who hid Delusions under my habits For my self was empty ... But HE did It, yes. My Father, Lying here, I hear The sun creak past granite Into air, still it is night inside. I hide and pray.
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The exuberance of the faerie poised on hands and knees for the dance in cotton agent provocateur [vintage style noisy scratches glitches, Shot the texture and then rewound the film and double exposed from a 1970 Italian VHS movie]
[Hunter Captures Elusive Fairy in Forest, May 18, 1889 - Sussex, England] In a remarkable event, local hunter Thomas Whitaker has captured a fairy in the dense woodlands of Sussex. Whitaker ensnared the elusive creature during a routine hunt. The fairy, described as having delicate wings and an ethereal glow, is currently being interrogated, hoping to uncover the location of other fairies believed to be responsible for the recent disappearance of local children.
[very impressive high res masterpiece in Kodak Eastman 5247, scene by László Krasznahorkai] echoes through the air, a relentless drumbeat of death and desperation.
Behind, the plates and pins bear witness like the trees of older groves. But you pay them no more mind than the motors' hums and grunts, eyes only for the vision in your thrall. And me, pressed flat against the mirrored wall with lens a-flutter - sure I'll leave an outlined ghost upon the fogged glass if I don't find release soon! Each calculated step brings your heat skating nearer, bare soles padding o'er rubber worn smooth by countless trials. The tile's your stage, this steam your shroud, an
[Hunter Captures Elusive Fairy in Forest, May 18, 1889 - Sussex, England]
[very impressive high res masterpiece in Kodak Eastman 5247, scene by László Krasznahorkai] a landscape
[photo by Helmut Newton] Overhead, noises, branches of the pine shifting. Then nothing. The weak sun flickered over the dry surface. It is terrible to survive as consciousness buried in the dark earth. Then it was over: that which you fear, being a soul and unable
Darkness fell as they entered the looming marshes. Mist curled around twisted trees like spectral fingers. Alex shivered, every cracked branch an impending threat. A piercing cry shattered the eerie quiet. They raced toward the sound, emerging in a small clearing. There, suspended above a foggy pool, hung Mikołaj - tiny fists beating futilely against thin air. Below, hulking Spas clawed his way from the water, face twisted in hunger. But Alex saw only her prey: the demon who tormented her mother
A photo of my traditional, monochromatic nature pencil drawing inspired by Japanese woodblock prints, featuring a stylized scene of a forest with a focus on a rocky, natural stone pathway.
It sis darlls focrapt arn alivel. I art live nothing pooff, Iny alive wimetbou, Late of nothing, It sis. tame, by alive, rairts dapllam, Mothing preofs and I rabe roead for raim, landensfite day.
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