from wild alpine meadows to evergreen woods toward soaring peaks, are they rocks or clouds ? are they true or the result of a legendary tale ?
tìr nam fuamhairean
slained in the pockmarked ground, almost swallowed up abandoned where he fell, the sound of his constant fighting still fill the air.
saint graal
now gathered in front of my eyes the reminiscences of Lohengrin and Tannhäuser legends, here stands witness of the ideal world that the king had created to replace a present from which he has withdrawn, the achievement of a desire to translate dream and illusion in reality.
uncharted
a fairy tale carved in stone, never conquered, never destroyed.
la la land
nighttime, when words fade and thoughts come alive, on the edge of dreams darkness takes ahold of my life.
miðgarðr
after a long journey in the wilderness, the crimson dawn appears slightly, the fabled paradise now opens his doors.
wraith bell
like a lament, a gloomy melody resonates and wants to remind passing travelers that under the waters, are buried the memories of a past life.
dawn of creation
dark and light spread slow and deep, chaos freezes elements and matter, here comes the cathartic process of inception.
distant dream
on the edge of the earth where the lonely rock meets the sea, in this maelström that keeps growing harder, my hopes and solicitude collide with melancholia and torment.
the hourglass
night is brief, time is running out, long is the path to wisdom.
ephemeral scarf
fresh morning, slowly awaking from a deep sleep, her heap of dreams is waiting for a waft of wind.
the gateway
dazzled by the light, frightened by the dark, nothing is more deceptive than appearance.
forgotten realm
here filled with memories of glorious past, their pride threw my body into pieces, now you see the ghost i have become.
enchanted land
you may feel so insignificant, though you hide the extravagant, as you are so magnificent.
the monolith
surrounded by a persistent enigma, its contour attracts as much as it worries, revealing a projection of a new horizon to breed the creed.
broken dream
may the stormy black sky chase the tears away from your eyes, now lying among your scattered fragments from this never ending fall, despite your broken wings it’s not the end though not the end.
world beyond
follow the path toward oblivion, would take me far and away, i shall never return.
the seventh trumpet
they were born to lead this world into the new apocalypse, and then there came lightning rumblings thunder hailstorm and earthquake, we are not welcome into this realm of death.
over time
raised as a totem against the sky, from now on dragged downwards the bottomless by the weight of the years, whispers from far under are echoing beyond time a return from the unguessed abysmal gulfs.
celestial whispers
here where the sun never rise, signals coming from the sky echoing, shinig bright as new hope for humanity wildest dream.
rising high
when the night comes, your see the shape of things to come, all the images that rolled off the orbs into oblivion.
parallax view
carried here by the switchman, every time i closed my eyes i delve into my life lines, i am awaiting for a departure to another life.
wall of sighs
staring into the depth of heaven, along the cliff of expectation my soul grows weaker, the shadowy voyager is lurking he knows and waits.
wrath of Prometheus
a glimpse of hell scorched my soul, salty ripples lick my wounds, behemoth whirlpool wants to tear me away from my pedestal.
un|real – revelation
a light not of the earth is gleaming here, the same glimmer from a conforting candle through all of these nights, i find myself between the front of two worlds.
un|real – elevation
among this odd creation of the human pride, which made something from nothing, i realize this journey is not the end but a new beginning.
un|real – regression
last visions of the light, our parallel worlds slowly collide, what is a real creation and what is a true illusion ?
un|real – extinction
as darkness falls through the bleak horizon, i now perceive this world as a void, this utopia belongs to me.
cosmic clockwork
both quiet, under the last sunbeams, tempo of pace leads the shadow.
deliverance
falling in darkness away from my soul, seeing the light imagining how my preexistence was, entering the light now i m free.
dissociative identity
two lives in one lifetime, two personalities restless & stillness, two stories told by your eyes.
consuming devotion
we can not take the stars out of the sky but for you i would try.
axis mundi
captured within the shroud of autumn, resurgence is coming and once again, i reborn as the union of earth & heaven between the lower & higher realms.
standing giant
looking toward where the earth meets the sky, discovering new fragments of horizon, the slow motion of time instill in me the fugacity of life.
windows reaper
all i have wished to be once more, while days passed by from my windowsills, i wish i would come back to life.
delicate arch
end of day, december sun, takes me back.
aeternum vale
once i left you far behind, a darkened sky closed the day, all flames shall dim.
years of silence
in stillness enshrined through time, my past splendor fell asleep to the never, there’s nothing here but memories.
diving deeper
ran away from human being, needed time to clear my mind, and breathe the free air to find some peace.
black halo
above us the sorrow, in mourning we stand, innocence long gone.
from here, somewhere & nowhere 