Fools Fate - Blog Posts
"In that last dance of chances
When I know you'll not be mine
I will let you go with longing
And the hope that you'll be fine."
/The latest pictures I drew while reading. It's hard for me to describe how mentally devastated I was. Yes, I'm not opposed to taking a break to read rw chronicles. The last picture is an attempt to figure out how Beloved looks in darker colors(brown as an appleseed🥺)
/And now, something else. In the translation to my native language, the poem sounded a little different and I decided to translate it back literally. This is the first version I read, and damn it, the dance of hope? There's no hope here. I really like this version, but damn it, how I cried.
The last dance is a dance of hope,
Fleeting, like a dream and smoke.
I will leave the hall, unable to watch,
How easily you spin with someone else.
The last dance is a dance of hope...
The weight of farewell is heavy.
May the other one, to whom you’ll go,
Return your wings.
The last dance is a dance of hope...
I’ll let you go without a word.
May the one who will take my place,
Give you love.
The last dance is a dance of hope...
The thread fades, breaks.
To know each other - and lose everything,
And live... and not live... not live.
I want to ask if everyone eventually tried the apricot brandy? My experience is to limited to drink it undiluted. But I tried to enjoy every drop.
I refreshed my Burrich in the stables created sometime ago and here are 2 others that I never posted here as well. Stables filled with sunlight...
The Rooster Crown ... and the feather together and separately
Burrich in the stables. Created in Photoshop by layering and retouching and brushing and filtering. I tinkered with it and tinkered with it and then some more. I guess, it's time to leave it be.