From yesterday evening in a beautiful forest, with the cold of October and a dead pigeon behind me in the bushes...
My dreams are strange and dark and fairytales lose meaning.
In my dreams, Red Riding Hood kills her wolf and wears his skin, and Rapunzel decides to get a haircut the day her Prince is supposed to save her...and Alice, well, she's just on drugs.
Photography by my Prince, Dali.
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