New beginnings.
Skeletons line the coast path, dancing jerkily in the wind as the goldfinches pick the last signs of life from their bones. These corpses, a final nod to the year gone by.
Beneath the earth, little pearls of hope begin to unfurl.
Skeletons line the coast path, dancing jerkily in the wind as the goldfinches pick the last signs of life from their bones. These corpses, a final nod to the year gone by.
Beneath the earth, little pearls of hope begin to unfurl.