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The smile on my lips is one you could cut yourself on if you caught a glimpse of it. But you won’t. It is too dark for that. Count your blessings. I rarely smile when I’m in public. I’ve been trained well to hide my emotions. It’s a habit, one I despise, one I choke on, and yet it kicks in obediently like a reflex of the Pavlov’s dog. In the end I got used to it, but if... I had you in this ghost town that is my heart... #volgovenezia #loves_venezia #storytelling #storytime #cinematic #biancoenero #fujifilmxseries #bnw_kings #bnw_europe #masters_of_darkness #blancnoir2 #scacco_matto_ #tmoosouls #bnw_legit #street_vision #street_photo_club #lensculturestreets #venice
I close my eyes and I am there again. The night belonging to winter was strangely soft and warm like that from spring’s royal court, weaved from possibilities, hopes, dreams and desires, embroidered with twinkling stars and gleaming reflections of light in dark water mirrors. Someone was playing a melody long forgotten that vanished before reaching my ears. And the ship was right there. The ship of dreams with sails made of starlight. I know it will flee my memories the moment I open my eyes, which is exactly why I hold on to this invisible thread for dear life. Perhaps it will lead me to you. Maybe the old lighthouse will show you the way to my deserted beach. And yet I cannot help but wonder - are we even in the same dimension this time or have the planes shifted separating us for eons again? #volgovenezia #loves_venezia #doubleexposure #cinematic #biancoenero #veneziacityitaly #veneziagram #bnwmood #fujifilmxseries #bnw_kings #bnwitalian #storytelling #storytime #mirrorless #scacco_matto_ #tmoosouls #blancnoir2 #bnw_drama #bnw_legit #incredible_bnw #bnw_europe #bnw_planet #fujifilmitalia #fujifilm_global #fujifilmuk
The sea here is silent. For the most part. It’s infuriating. It drives me up the walls of the lighthouse I have settled in who knows for how long. The sea here pretends it doesn’t remember me. Liar. It tries to convince me that Id be wise if I left because no ship ever graces the horizon here. Twice the liar. One that plays dead. It remembers everything and it knows perfectly well that a day will come when waves will crush against the shore and leave my memories scattered across the white sand like pieces of amber. The sea is silent and still and still slate gray. And it knows the one thing I am desperate to know - where is the ship with sails made of starlight. It knows the captain of said ship, knows the color of his eyes. The sea knows it all but it won’t tell me. I hear a voice brought along by the southern wind. “Could it be...” . . . To be continued... . #beachstories #storytelling #storytime #minimalism #cinematic #biancoenero #balticsea #roamlatvia #bnwmood #bnw_zone #bnw_legit #bnw_fanatics #scacco_matto_ #tmoosouls #blancnoir2 #ilovelatvia #traveldeeper #passionpassport #mirrorless #fujifilmxseries #fujilove #balticnature #baltics
I sit on the beach, hands buried in sand so white it burns my eyes even when I don’t look at it. The sky is equally white and blinding. Only remedy is tears. They stream down my cheeks in a slow steady stream. I don’t remember why I started crying or even if I did at all. So strange. Why am I on this beach? I raise my hand and feel soft sand slipping through my fingers. Who am I? Why am I here? The sea is slate gray today, the only separation between the white that is this sky and sand. How did I get here? What is my purpose? A woman, white as sky and sand, moves across the slate gray sea. My eyes lock on her. My mind comes into sharp focus. “The ship of dreams with sails made of starlight,” I whisper like a prayer although I don’t believe in deities and stare at the horizon... . . . To be continued... #storytelling #storytime #cinematic #biancoenero #beachstories #jurmalabeach #spiaggia #35mmphotography #streets_unseen #streets_storytelling #bnw_greatshots #mirrorless #minimalism #silence #bnw_legit #bnw_fanatics #bnw_addicted #magnumphotos #jurmala #jurmalabeach #balticsea #roamlatvia #ilovelatvia #visitlatvia #scacco_matto_ #blancnoir2 #tmoosouls
“Watch the horizon for a ship,” my father told me when I was a tiny little thing. He said that I should look for a ship of dreams with sails made of starlight. And ever since I do. Back then I had no idea why for it was but a game. Now I know the reason behind his words and so I found my home in an abandoned lighthouse by a sea that is deceptively calm. The wait will be long or mayhap short, but I have my eyes set on the horizon and a book full of spells to see through illusions... . . . to be continued... #storytelling #storytime #cinematic #biancoenero #blancnoir2 #roamlatvia #mirrorless #bnw_captures #bnwmood #bnw_legit #bnwsouls #fujifilmglobal #fujifilmphotography #jurmala #jurmalabeach #spiaggia #beachstories #beach #35mm #silence #melancholia #visitlatvia #balticsea #scacco_matto_ #tmoosouls
Do you miss me? Do you ever think of me at all? I suppose you don’t for our way of knowing each other is just as confusing as the world you created and inhabit. We know and don’t know each other all at once. It makes us perfect strangers and yet we share a connection that’s almost intimate, one that I don’t even attempt to explain. All I know is I think of you. Less than during the height of my madness, but still more than some would deem sane. And that is exactly why when the ferocious creatures of my nightmares stalk the northern night I stay awake and pretend that you’re just a heartbeat away. I pretend that you’re mine. All the goddamn time. And seeing you smile doesn’t help. Just before reality comes crushing down on me. | Image remastered, words written anew #volgovenezia #loves_venezia #veneziagram #veneziaunica #veneziatoday #cinematic #biancoenero #scacco_matto_ #fujifilmitalia #streetdreamsmag #lensculturestreets #fujifilmglobal #mirrorless #bnw_fanatics #bnwitalian #bnwsouls #bnw_legit #storytelling #storytime
It’s late spring. Rather it’s summer in full force for a northerner like me. I wander through your labyrinthine world in search of something I cannot name no more. Perhaps it’s you I’m looking for. Perhaps it’s my own self I’ve lost in time forgotten in one oblivion or other. I walk without paying reality much heed. And suddenly I stop. I find myself facing scenery that’s so breathtaking I question if I am awake. The field of scattered stars is what I see in front of me. They twinkle, gleam, flicker, light up. I think I heard hushed murmurs sweep this field of stars before I lay my eyes on it. I feel I’m being watched by many sets of eyes and all of them expect me to react. But I’m too mesmerized to think coherently. I take a step and gasp finding myself ankle deep in water warm as milk. It makes me smile the way I was convinced I’d never smile again. I slowly walk through floating stars and joy pours into me with every step I take. And then I feel it. Your presence. I’d know you anywhere and you know why. “Welcome home,” your voice the only music I cannot forget. | Image remastered, words written anew #volgovenezia #loves_venezia #livingvenice #veneziaunica #cinematic #biancoenero #storytelling #storytime #bnw_greatshots #bnw_drama #burnmagazine #bnw_zone #womeninstreet #mirrorless #streetdreamsmag #lensculturestreets #fujifilmglobal #fujifilmitalia #bnw_legit #incredible_bnw #tmoosouls #scacco_matto_ #masters_of_darkness
You walk dimensions effortlessly. You live in layers between space and time. Dreams are reality you call your only one, dreamers your true manifestations. “What is your name?” I ask you constantly and am denied an answer. “What is your truth?” I wonder and it brings a promise of a smile to your lips. “Where do I find you amid the labyrinthine world you have created?” This question makes you stop and look at me for once. You take my hand, a gesture joining galaxies and stealing my breath away, and look at me intently, yet I will never remember the color of your eyes. | An image remastered, words written anew #volgovenezia #loves_venezia #livingvenice #veneziaunica #cinematic #biancoenero #storytelling #storytime #bnw_greatshots #bnw_drama #burnmagazine #bnw_zone #streetdreamsmag #bnw_legit #incredible_bnw #womeninstreet #streetlife #lensonstreets #mirrorless #fujifilmglobal
A film of violent images, scenes involving blades of various kinds, suddenly flooded his mind. The outer composure and calm as misleading as a Venetian mask. Fire of hatred and anger flaring up deep inside. Somebody walking over to the kitchen and returning with the meanest looking knife chef had in his arsenal. Corner of a mouth turned upwards in a vicious smirk. Cold, unholy light flashing in blue eyes. Resentment stirring blood into a violent fury. Blade slamming through the palm, crushing bones. The girlfriend, or whoever the girl half the man’s age was, was about to scream. Girls like that always did. He frowned. “What in the hell?” And then realization dawned. He smiled. “You make me curious.” #volgovenezia #loves_venezia #veneziaunica #livingvenice #cinematic #biancoenero #bnw_greatshots #bnw_drama #bnw_zone #incredible_bnw #scacco_matto_ #tmoosouls #bnw_legit #masters_of_darkness #storytelling #storytime #mirrorless #streetdreamsmag #burnmagazine #lensculturestreets #fujifeedstreet #lensonstreets #streetlife
A man with no memories. You don’t know who you are in this world full of pretense. Why yes, I could tell you tall tales about your life, make you believe my flights of fancy. I could convince you of being the king of southern stars, I could swear you are the captain of my ship with sails made of starlight. I could do all that and more. But I won’t. Because I simply am unable to lie. #volgovenezia #loves_venezia #igersvenezia #ig_venezia #veneziaunica #livingvenice #cinematic #storytelling #storytime #biancoenero #scacco_matto_ #bnw_greatshots #bnw_drama #bnw_zone #fujilove #mirrorless #noirstreetlife #streetdreamsmag #burnmagazine #tmoosouls
“They tried to catch a northern star,” he began as she was about to turn and leave. She looked at him. “Your point?” He took a step closer. “Fulfill that deepest longing of your heart and you will see how magic is not just a fancy notion used by chancers and cheats to fool gullible humans.” She bit back laughter, it’s mix of bitterness and despair almost choking her. How ironic his words, how impossible the task he had just set for her. #volgovenezia #loves_venezia #loves_united_venice #ig_venezia #igersvenezia #cinematic #storytelling #storytime #biancoenero #scacco_matto_ #bnw_zone #bnw_drama #bnw_greatshots #fujilove #bnw_fabulous #bnw_fanatics #bnwsouls #bnw_legit #incredible_bnw #tmoosouls #mirrorless
The encounter was set in a suburban part of the city, in the abandoned district, where nobody ventured if they had some scraps of sanity and reason left in them. Stories of ancient spirits lurking around there in search of their wrongdoers were too detailed, too sorrowful to be just scary bedtime stories. ‘You terrify me.’ Her voice was barely a whisper she wasn’t sure he heard. She wanted to turn around and run. And yet she stayed, now forcing herself to hold his gaze. ‘Why?’ His voice was like her lifeline she was unable to let go. His very existence was a magnetic force that drew her ever closer, made her feel so dizzyingly alive. ‘Because you are like an ocean, so infinite, so fascinating, and I’m not sure that I won’t drown in an abyss so dark. And yet all I truly want is you...’ #volgovenezia #loves_venezia #veneziagram #cinematic #storytelling #storytime #bnw_greatshots #bnw_drama #bnw_zone #biancoenero #scacco_matto_ #tmoosouls #bnwmood #bnw_addicted #bnw_fanatics #bnw_legit #mirrorless #fujilove #lensculturestreets #masters_of_darkness
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