Tag: dave_hutchinson

Night begins to fall beneath the trees.

There’s a tree out there. I saw it yesterday.

The World laughed and sang around him, invisible and glorious.

Every step crisp and precise.

What are you going to do?

He stands thinking for a long time.

I want to show you something.

They’re probably all completely insane by now.

Everything is just where it should be, suddenly in focus.

Then everything slows down.