SHORT STORIES (2007 / 2010)

Winterly sky
…and it was bitterly cold.
Ice crystals were clinking in my ears.
Although there was no smolder raising from the shed.
We've been sitting for a long time.
It got late, the leaves were falling already.
The shady tree tops were dispreading a calm atmosphere. But the feeling I'm not alone crept over me.
Acrylic on Canvas,
80×80 cm