Trilogy - Waiting for Some One
(1/3)
With uncertainty, she stood waiting. Just waiting, without adventure, without story, without the past, without fear of being killed by time.
Trilogy - He Come
(2/3)
There are no more traces I can trace to go home. They have indeed been erased along with my steps. But never mind, it's not the only hint to return. I can still ask the bridge that we once met. Or in some of the huts on the edge of the rice fields that we have ridiculed and laughed together. Keep smiling, I'll be back.
Trilogy - Us
(3/3)
Before late at night, our fingers are still holding each other. "Don't leave me again," you whispered. You know, travel is not something to be afraid of, because it is certainty that will happen, now or later. Instead, let's draw our deeper story to redefine the meaning of this meeting and separation. Understanding (again) some of the stories that will be our reason to keep smiling. :")
Trilogy - Waiting for Some One
(1/3)
With uncertainty, she stood waiting. Just waiting, without adventure, without story, without the past, without fear of being killed by time.
Trilogy - He Come
(2/3)
There are no more traces I can trace to go home. They have indeed been erased along with my steps. But never mind, it's not the only hint to return. I can still ask the bridge that we once met. Or in some of the huts on the edge of the rice fields that we have ridiculed and laughed together. Keep smiling, I'll be back.
Trilogy - Us
(3/3)
Before late at night, our fingers are still holding each other. "Don't leave me again," you whispered. You know, travel is not something to be afraid of, because it is certainty that will happen, now or later. Instead, let's draw our deeper story to redefine the meaning of this meeting and separation. Understanding (again) some of the stories that will be our reason to keep smiling. :")
Trilogy - Waiting for Some One
(1/3)
With uncertainty, she stood waiting. Just waiting, without adventure, without story, without the past, without fear of being killed by time.
Trilogy - He Come
(2/3)
There are no more traces I can trace to go home. They have indeed been erased along with my steps. But never mind, it's not the only hint to return. I can still ask the bridge that we once met. Or in some of the huts on the edge of the rice fields that we have ridiculed and laughed together. Keep smiling, I'll be back.
Trilogy - Us
(3/3)
Before late at night, our fingers are still holding each other. "Don't leave me again," you whispered. You know, travel is not something to be afraid of, because it is certainty that will happen, now or later. Instead, let's draw our deeper story to redefine the meaning of this meeting and separation. Understanding (again) some of the stories that will be our reason to keep smiling. :")
