THE NIGHT IS MY HAVEN, MY SANCTUARY; IT CRADLES MY MUSE, MY VIGOR, MY SANGUINITY.
WHEN THEE AFTER DUSK COMETH LOOKING FOR ME, I REFLECT UPON THEE THAT'D COMETH ONTO ME.

The Fellowship

Monday, September 15, 2008

A borrowed sky

To make it up to all those blog hoppers who come here looking for Fahein, here's a thousand word essay.

Not really.

A thousand words' worth perhaps?



A couple of monochrome edits:



Btw, here's the original.


I've got to pick one of the four. I fail to do so. Please help!

3 comments:

Anonymous said...

I like the first one...dont like the third at all.

-Isis

Trevor Penn said...

Me too. :)
Good to know you still stop by.

Botchtti said...

I like the first one and the original pic... the monochrome one are not that nice