A r i a d n e

She had nothing to say in this cold piece, where walls were looking like milk. "I don't have anything to say," she said. And this was the beginning of her silent agony.

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Something slightly different from what you're used to comment ^_^
I need some experiment at the moment, as I'm waiting for my digital cam It's pure photo manipulation, it didn't need a lot of imagination, but I wanted to do something tonight, so here it is.
Thanks to ~serp-stock for her great eye! [concerning the brushes, I just can't remember who they belong to... maybe you can help!] The title comes from a Dead Can Dance's song.

Sorry for the copyright and the grain, but... you know why I have to do it.
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