RED THREADS: Broken Glass (Digital Painting)

In a forest so vast, in the middle of the night, I chose you. I was then a soul submerged inside my other body, riding over the grass, searching for you among the shadows of the trees. I had such a fragile heart, incomplete, overprotected. You were an ancient soul I recognized from another time, your song was the same, a ballad of love, the sweetest of all. And I couldn’t help it: my flower became your nest.