“It’s my party!” || Meine Party

People gathered around the fireplace, talking and enjoying each other’s company. For what ever reason I left that scenery to walk inside the house. Entering my personal nightmare.

Trümmerteilchen

|| German debris particles

The ground is soaked with blood and history. It’s shaky. Death. The incessant noise of death, the hail of bombs, the silence of the screams.. and what ever is left