toy soldiers // l'appel du vide

the day was bright and full of life as the two children ran through the field. the tall grasses lashed against their faces and arms as they ran forward, each equally determined by their own desire to win the game. they were playing a game of cops and robbers, with the reveler enthusiastically fleeing the press. they felt a sacred emptiness, the kind that you can only feel when you are caught in the flow of something you love. in this moment, their minds were so, so beautiful, filled with the flowers that surrounded them. the bees buzzed. the brook babbled on. and the boys marched forward. everything was as it should be. /// fast asleep, the suits dreamed. these were not the dreams of wear...View all