Autumn
It’s hard to see such colors, shades of colors, achromatic colors, bare nature, laden with fruit, the blood of the grape. When the night is stalking the day-light behind the trees the magenta gleam of twilight is whispering, now.
It’s hard to see such colors, shades of colors, achromatic colors, bare nature, laden with fruit, the blood of the grape. When the night is stalking the day-light behind the trees the magenta gleam of twilight is whispering, now.
