George Zlatarev:
Shapes, sizes...gnoms come in all of them
George Zlatarev:
The castle of.....oh, whatever!
George Zlatarev:
And the sun was slowly...oh, shut up!
George Zlatarev:
Her shadow is fading...but she's there, you moron!
George Zlatarev:
So....now where?
George Zlatarev:
The night before was so calm
George Zlatarev:
Speeds
George Zlatarev:
Good thing you wasn't in а hurry...
George Zlatarev:
Upwards and Forwards
George Zlatarev:
I am responsible for my rose!
George Zlatarev:
The roses are beautiful for who?
George Zlatarev:
Seems like its smiling
George Zlatarev:
New church for an old religion
George Zlatarev:
My world of silver
George Zlatarev:
A dry rose, actually...
George Zlatarev:
And I thought I was ugly...
George Zlatarev:
In the world of silver I'm alive
George Zlatarev:
Dead Ahead
George Zlatarev:
16 centuries of watching
George Zlatarev:
I would loved the night, if I could only see it
George Zlatarev:
A nice sunny day it was....once
George Zlatarev:
I'm so busted, am I?
George Zlatarev:
Never even played there
George Zlatarev:
The colors of....come on, it's just a bee on a flower
George Zlatarev:
I was gone, long before I left...
George Zlatarev:
The fact I'm paranoid, doesn't mean I'm not watched!
George Zlatarev:
Worlds
George Zlatarev:
Shouting tenderness
George Zlatarev:
The dog is old too
George Zlatarev:
Dimensions
