I feel like a baby who has lived too long in the womb of this world until it has become too cramped for him. This sky oppresses me, these houses give me claustrophobia. It’s time for me to go outside.
Lyubko Deresh, Devastation
I feel like a baby who has lived too long in the womb of this world until it has become too cramped for him. This sky oppresses me, these houses give me claustrophobia. It’s time for me to go outside.
Lyubko Deresh, Devastation