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.
|| 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
I’m an old soul. I do love anything that has a history too. I like to pay attention. I enjoy investigating and listening. Things and people with character are more interesting to me than anything else. To give an easy example, if I visit other people’s place and look around, sometimes I immediately know names…