On the Edge of our life we like to splash in a blank page, expand our colour as ink embracing the fiber. Tales are pulsing and compelling to come out as you talk to your friends about the encounter of the day.
A Story, sometimes, just want to be told.
On the Edge of our life we like to splash in a blank page, expand our colour as ink embracing the fiber. Tales are pulsing and compelling to come out as you talk to your friends about the encounter of the day.
Do you realize how sometimes words simply come out? How the facts and the connections as a result finally develop while you are encountering the sequence.
Beautiful Sun dawn bring to a rainy day, passing through wind and sky surrounded by clouds. Mountains of white fluffy air stretch into the horizon, red shadows let them pulse.
A birth, as the day arise with the Sun rocketing in the sky. Spectacular.