Solitude the Day Before the Battle

Today, warriors march toward each other. Tomorrow, they will meet in fierce battle, and the peaceful meadow will echo with the sounds of violence. Tomorrow eve, trampled grass will cradle the dead. Perhaps, as an omen, a tangle of sticks and some sun-bleached stones between the stream and the mossy fern-draped log suggest the coming terror. Painted in almost photographic realism, the scene gradually unfolds its secret message to an observant viewer. Unframed. (Original)

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