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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How can this feel ominous and hopeful at the same time…and yet, it does! Wonderful tale Reena. Happy season of light to you. Looking forward to 2019! :)<3
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Wishing you success and the wisdom to manage it 🙂
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