jstimp
You Know, Darling, that Death Comes for Us All? Then Let It Come.
I was walking through Piata Unirii the other day and ran across this Orthodox priest. I liked the placement of the middle-aged man and woman looking at each other seriously, and in between is the ancient priest approaching a small boy. I imagine the man, seeing the old priest coming toward the young boy, looking to the woman and telling her, with a hint of depressing, "You know, darling, that death comes for us all?" To this, the woman smirks and with a glint in her eye tells him, "Then let it come."
You Know, Darling, that Death Comes for Us All? Then Let It Come.
I was walking through Piata Unirii the other day and ran across this Orthodox priest. I liked the placement of the middle-aged man and woman looking at each other seriously, and in between is the ancient priest approaching a small boy. I imagine the man, seeing the old priest coming toward the young boy, looking to the woman and telling her, with a hint of depressing, "You know, darling, that death comes for us all?" To this, the woman smirks and with a glint in her eye tells him, "Then let it come."