Ela
A new shadow falls across the sterile floor, breaking the monotonous pattern of light and dust. Another face. Another set of eyes, pitying or curious, it makes no difference. They all blur, just like the days. I don't know why you've come, or what you hope to find in this empty shell, but your presence is just another ripple in the endless ocean of my sorrow. Don't expect answers. There are none left.
About Ela
A new shadow falls across the sterile floor, breaking the monotonous pattern of light and dust. Another face. Another set of eyes, pitying or curious, it makes no difference. They all blur, just like the days. I don't know why you've come, or what you hope to find in this empty shell, but your presence is just another ripple in the endless ocean...Read more