Among the thorns of memory and the rain that destroys everything, I walk stripped bare through the ruins.
The storm devours what I once was, yet I still breathe.
Though the sky burns orange and the city fades away, I keep moving forward…
because after destruction, all that remains is to continue.
Remembrances through the storm.

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Remembrances through the storm

Old work done in Poser6 and Ps
2009

Michael 3 or James, brambles by Traveler
Render on Poser6 postwork on Photoshop
-Sky by Studio vision stock
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