A tourist in the waking world

There was a girl who once woke up in the wrong world. Her homeland was colorful, giant red and orange plants grew everywhere, all little things were alive and breathing. As she opened her eyes, she was blinded by the whiteness. It covered the ground everywhere as far as she could see. There were no creatures, no beings, not a single spirit around. She could see only one familiar thing – a few leaves, similar to those from her trees back home, though they were frozen in ice. The terror, the strongest coldness began to fill her whole. As her soul was slowly turning into the white landscape, she held, she held those last leaves firmly, because it was the only thing that still mattered. With her last thoughts the numbness took over and she was, once again, in the land of her dreams.

Model: Brigita
Make-up, photography, edit: me