Invisible Cities by Ephemeral Emerald

“Your footsteps follow not what is outside the eyes, but what is within, buried, erased.”

“Soon the city fades before your eyes…and the mind refuses to accept more faces…

nobody wonders where each day, they carry their load of refuse…”

“Music is already there, it just has to be to written…”

Thoughts by Ephemeral Emerald

…or painted…