He wakes up.
Cold.
Light reflected on things white (ice).
He walks.
He analyzes.
He finds. Fruit and seed and thing.
He creates.
He wakes up.
A computer screen.
(blink)
the Who?
- Sophia
- London, North East, United Kingdom
- Grill Meisterin, Original Gangster, semi-quasi-nearly performing artist, London organic cliche. Fond of 'The Little Prince' and Charlie Kaufman, I eat both my greens and chocolates. Owner of 2 remote-controlled dogs and 100 kilos of paper under my bed. Friendly to everyone but spiders and dark spirits.
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