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"Brief moments of seemingly grasping something previously hidden from view. Snow melting on a deserted concrete platform at a station with no name in an urban wasteland. White trees , limbs outstretched as if barring the way into the deeper woods and the darkness. bone sentinels. A faint memory of once knowing and now forgotten. Elusive and dreamlike the ghosts return." - Robin Storey
Details
Cat. number: aquarel 25-13
Year: 2013
Notes:
Limited edition of 400 copies in Digipak.
