mysterious daria endersen…

figure mysterious surreal akt
Being her own model adds a dimension that includes a fantasy that is most unusual. It speaks of solitude and suffering, but not sadness.

Oaktrees grow to be hundreds of years old. They only have to produce one single tree every hundred years in order to procreate.. The acorns fell on the roof then too.. they kept falling and falling.. and dying and dying.. And I understood that everything that used to be beautiful about Eden was perhaps hideous.. Now I could hear what I couldn’t hear before –

the cry of all the things that are to die.

daria endresen
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