Saturday, November 19, 2011

Fading . . .







Unable to see you . . .  you, nothing but the drowned voice of the time.























Walking back the steps written, the very day history began.















In vain have been trying, convince you !!










They can´t hear you. Not a part of this plot you are.



Just, the story teller one . . . 







3 comments:

nouvelles couleurs - vienna atelier said...

Sad or?? Shots are wonderfull, missed a lot this athmosfere and colours...

Wind said...

Again...sad...end of the autumn...
Hello, Alberto!
Again your wonderful-sad-great-moody-meaningful-deep words and images!
My best thoughts to you!

Anne said...

Vennen :-) innimellm så skriver du så dramatisk trist at jeg blir rent bekymret for min Alberto venn...

Med dine ord blir historien så sterk så sterk, du kan virkelig å formidle følelser!!

Varm klem fra Anne di.