Elanur Kandemir

Elanur Kandemir

Elanur Kandemir
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I hold my hand up in the darkened room, spread the fingers wide. Skin, blood, bone ... or stardust? How could there not be magic and hope and miracles in the world, if all of us were made of stars?

☯ i want marcellus to take lots of pictures of astrid, but at the same time, i can't see him being a photography kind of guy ☯