Wednesday, February 10, 2010

Dark Trees


It's the only way home. I have no other choice. Through the dark forest, you would never hear my voice. The trees are dark and heavy. They never grow any leaves. Their spiny long branches, will make you stop and heave. The spirits inside make you weak at the knees. I hold my breath. I swallow my pride. It's the only way home. I hope I make it out alive.

4 comments:

Graham said...

You have such a unique style. I really enjoy your work.

VIncent Scala said...

thanks graham !!

Katie said...

Your characters are so vivid and expressive through their simplicity. Nice work Vinnie.

VIncent Scala said...

thanks Katie !! glad your enjoying them !- spread the word !!