The time blows in the fog, every step leads past decay and dissolution. Red glows the dust of old dreams and deeds when old time fades like rusty foliage and passes away.
On his lonely path, it is always evening ... he has always wandered since the dawn of time. Steadily and without rest, the past passes with him and becomes new ...
New worlds of thought, new dreams and deeds grow around the cycle of the eternal from ash and dust.
He has seen everything and takes everything with him, the guardian of the time ...
Copyright Alois Reiss 2016
Blender / DAZ / TG 3 free
