Brona

Time passed and left its unmistakable mark, mourning became more frequent, became her life: Her misery and inner pains made themselves stronger, feeding from the abyss of being lonely for a time as long as the shiny silk she had for hair. For her, Life was a terrible nightmare because death cursed her existence, condemned her to live among the ashes of her loved ones, living in pain, living with death, waiting for Brona to fall in love again... Resolution of the Image: 6201 x 8681 px (300 DPI)