Death Sentence.

Day18Edge

Day 18 of photography101… “Edge”

Death Sentence.

Every now and again the glass would chime from the fluttering of limbs as he realised he was still incarcerated.

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  1. 27 November 2014 / 3:01 pm

    And you complained about my snowman …

    • 28 November 2014 / 9:30 pm

      But a snowman has a certain cuddliness, even though he is made of the coldest of building materials, he is still far more likely and deserving of a place in my heart than the creepy crawlies of this world. Except perhaps that old praying mantis in A Bug’s Life. He seemed nice.

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