Monomad Black and White Photo Challenge - The soul of a girl

When I met you for the first time a night of hopelessness was blind. I was searching for my way with the unseen fingers of the fog. When I met you for the first time a star with a screaming cry, and with this furious stellar death, a homeless memory came back. And it stopped to spin for a moment the ground that did not scream for loneliness. Listening in the voice of the dark soul, soul touched me familiar. And stopped to turn for a moment the ground did not scream from the lonely soul, soul touched the night I met you for the first time. When I met you for the first time the wounded heaven tears prophesies and I found my love among loving millions. When I met you for the first time I realized that this time is the last part of the separation is actually a small death irretrievably running time.

Model: Maya Borgir