"In the evening you often see fires in the country. These are not fires. They burn nothing whatever.
A strand of a cobweb that passes through the very center of one of them
would hardly (and only if it was terribly intense) be consumed."
I love the movement of the people in the background. Despite knowing the harmless nature of the fire, as you describe, they still flinch. They always flinch.
I like the shimmering on one of them, almost representing that they have nothing to fear, for the fire also burns (albeit dimly) inside them.
zquaratella wrote:
I love the movement of the people in the background. Despite knowing the harmless nature of the fire, as you describe, they still flinch. They always flinch.
I like the shimmering on one of them, almost representing that they have nothing to fear, for the fire also burns (albeit dimly) inside them.
