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All that could be heard was the tiny grinding sound of dreams crumbling… off-set by the sharp staccatos of hopes being dashed and the almost inaudible pitch of innocence being murdered.
dark, fear, gothic, humour, incognita, moon, moral_high_ground
I am scared of heights also.
Ah well – there’s always next year!
A fate worse than death… Afraid of heights high on the Mountain of morality.
You have made me aware of you work and I’m really enjoying it. It matches up so well, the psychic with the visual and becomes larger than the sum of it’s parts.
Thank you all so much… your comments and support are hugely appreciated. Sorry that it has taken me so long to reply… that high-ground was REALLY high and it was very difficult climbing down with my eyes closed…
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