notes from the outer world.

Along the way. Where we hide below star signs and always close to a small mossy forest. Night as a mental state of things.

Monochrome image of a countryside. Blurred stars above a vague forest.

#outerworld #the_village_and_the_hills #where_we_hide_from_the_bright_light #hibernation_and_escapism

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