Confessions of the doubtful

When you left, everything was in a blur.

My whole body cringed at that thought.
When nightmare becomes reality, would light still conquer?

I lay motionless.

Angels and demons descended upon your absence.

My choice.
Strength from an unwavering sense of hope.
Strength from what's left.

Model: Anne Sophie Monrad
Photographer: Markus Pritzi
Stylist: Isabelle Thiry
Makeup Artist: Nadine Baur

Credits: FGR