“It
was lonely on the hill, and cold. And all you could do was keep going. You
could scream, cry, and stamp your feet, but apart from making you feel warmer,
it wouldn’t do any good. You could say it was unfair, and that was true, but
the universe didn’t care because it didn’t know what “fair” meant. That was the
big problem about being a witch. It was up to you. It was always up to you.”
-Terry Pratchett, Wintersmith
Double exposure using analogue camera.
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