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"bellows" by Short Stories series
Photo: Emanuela Bartolotti © 2009-2010
There is a black forbidden
Black is boundless imagination goes dark. Vivid dreams through the night quickly. Demonic faces with the bats of goya giggle in the dark. In the heart of black carbon lives the spirit of the narrative. Flickering flames blue and scarlet. At night around the fire, the men and women told their stories wrapped in the densest darkness.
Chroma by Derek Jarman
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