"Have to figure out my way out to the next safe-house....."
"...my familiar ways were shut..."
"...Was shut out off nowhere at nowhere..."
"...and even if I wanted to go back, where to?..."
"...I couldn't feel my legs. Thirst conquered over my fear..."
"...I can't even get up. Darkness everywhere..."
"...And then I saw her again.."
"...She woke me up, gave me liquid..."
"...and kept saying her usually comforting words..."
"...She said, I am not leaving you.No matter what, we will outlast."
The photo-story was a quickie I did when I was dead-bored and totally cut-off from the outside world due to an ongoing civil unrest. The diorama was made of wheat flour mixed with chili powder to create the sand + fenugreek and twigs to fake the wooden debris.
