Seceda
Edges cleave through the cliff.
Selva
August slipped away into a moment in time.
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- Frames
- 14
- Lenses
- 1
- Films
- 1
- Body
- X-S10
August slipped away into a moment in time.
Edges cleave through the cliff.
Autumn passed by from the passenger seat.
Where meadows stretch into soft undulations.
Where storied spires enchant all
Where the nature’s fiery forges
Where neon lights flicker through unfathomed fog
Where the camera wandered off the plan