the Dumb Man
The night is dark. Aren’t they all? The silent Muse sits on frozen earth, peering into a box full of lights in her lap. She looks up at your approach, face a pale wan moon. Silent, eyes showing whirling, unquiet thoughts. Her fingers are stained with ink, but she will not let you read the words on the stacked pages under her knee, no, not yet. She tilts the box, however… she shows you this…
The Dumb Man from Lainy Voom on Vimeo.
(Thank you, Lady Eva, for sharing this.)
