Sunset at Ennerdale
Sky painted by the master seems to swallow...

The Blood Countess (Elizabeth Bathory...

Lost in a world of sightless eyes,
ears that no longer hear my cries...

With the skill of a surgeon
wielding a feather edge scalpel...

The Puzzle...

The forest is a storyteller,
leaves nervures trace an...

I watched her walk through
dew pearled roses, wind softly...

A majestic sight thunders across the plains
Colors of black brown and whites a blur...

I feel it dying inside me.
Slowly fading into darkness...

Virgin waterfall
ripples a crystalline pond...

Temptations blowing in the wind,
offerings from invisible entities...

A dress of silk
clings seductivly...