coge por la sombra

• Photographer
  David Querol, Spain

(...) Someone had gone into the woods and knew more than me now.
They’d walked along the shadows, trying to adjust or control them,
seeking their logic, projecting their own, opening up a thousand other
less immediate ways than mine.

Reality was there, outside, leaving the easy way; the Red Road was
nothing more than a trap.

Something told me that I would never grow up until I got into, and
adapted to that shadow.